I met Josh while I was working at Starbucks. We knew we were a good match because we share a mutual love and adoration for good coffee. We will drink it anytime, anywhere, in any weather. I am not exaggerating either. We spent our honeymoon in our beloved city of Seattle and seriously stopped for coffee a couple of times every day.
I remember distinctly telling Josh that, "no matter what, we will always buy good beer and good coffee." I really didn't care if we were broke, we were not going to skimp on two of life's simple pleasures.
Fast forward three years, a baby and minus one income. We don't buy beer very often and we have a 1lb. 13.3oz jug of Maxwell House French Roast in our cabinet.
I would have been sort of horrified 3 years ago. But it's not too bad. Really. I add a little Silk Vanilla Soy Creamer and it is delicious.
This morning I was feeding Carter and Josh brought me my coffee. I took one sip and began my morning ritual of telling my coffee how much I love it. I have tried to give it up and drink tea instead, but I just can't seem to give it up for the long-term. I love chai tea, especially in the afternoon, but I just love my coffee in the morning too much. Seriously, it is a simple pleasure.
Okay....Let's be honest here. I am no morning person. Coffee makes momma happy, which makes everyone else in my house happy :)