Oh yes. Absolutely!
Especially when you have one of these beautiful machines in your kitchen! Earlier today, I ran all the pieces and parts through the dishwasher and descaled the machine with vinegar – - cleaned it all out, and didn’t think it possible to have a better cup of coffee than I had this morning. What a difference a little cleaning makes!
Why am I drinking coffee at midnight?
Chris is flying out in the morning for a three day trip to Dallas. His flight leaves at 6:30 am — and being the nice, supportive, loving girl that I am, I offered to drive him to the airport. (no, really – it’s not about wanting the Yukon all to my self all week! No. Really.)
So, I’m staying up all night so that he can sleep and I can wake him up at 4am. I know, it’s damned sweet of me, isn’t it? Now – - what to do for the next 4 hours while everyone else is asleep?
Tell me what you think of my last post?
Tried to post a comment by you – but it wouldn’t let me
Here’s the comment I left for you:
Mrs. Margi Lowry – - that is one helluva post, girl! Any man would be proud – - as he surely must be. Hell, I’M proud of you and I only know you through blogs! To love like that, well, it’s rare and it’s beautiful and there is NO explaining it, except to just live it. Good for you!
Hugs!
Lisa, that’s love!
Yeah , that’ nice – i love that . Nice blog !
How weird. I leave for Dallas tomorrow. But then I go to Scurry to visit a friend. But still. Dallas. Weird.
That is odd. Dallas must be the place to be!
Drinking coffee at midnight is not so unusual when you know you’ll be up until at least dawn…er, that’s right about now. :d