Every morning I get up, get Jasper dressed and we shuffle downstairs. He sits in his high chair eating CHEERIOS! and drinking milk. I start the coffee and think how I should have set the coffee pot to run automatically. (Every morning I think this and yet I can’t make myself set it in the evening.) Then I wait. Finally the coffee pot beeps letting me know it’s done. Jasper excitedly yells, “Coffee!” as soon as he hears the beep, beep. (My thoughts exactly.) I get my french vanilla Coffee-mate out and get my first cup of the day. Ah, bliss. The first sip is the best, isn’t it?
I have a bit of a love affair with coffee. I was ecstatic when a month ago I saw that Starbucks had already brought back the pumpkin spice latte. I’ve had my fair share already this Fall. And whenever I can treat myself I usually enjoy a Starbucks soy vanilla latte. I almost always close my eyes with enjoyment after my first sip. I joke that I have an emotional attachment to coffee. Something about it makes me happy. This morning Jasper and I are going into town to go to Barnes & Noble’s story hour. I spent last night wondering if I could come up with enough change to get myself a Starbucks. I think I’m just going to splurge. It will be a good start to the day.
sometimes those little splurges make the rest of the day better. :) right now my coffee shop fix is early gray lattes – with 1 pump of vanilla syrup. yum!