Sunday, January 06, 2008

coffee

When I got home from playing frisbee, I thought, : a cup of coffee would be good. So I started a fresh pot.

Then I changed my clothes...then I wrote the last post...then I checked my email...then I realized I needed to get some laundry done...so I started it, then I needed to take out the trash...and so on and so forth...I had a lot of things that needed doing...and I forgot about the coffee. Eventually I realized that the house smelled like coffee... by the time I drank it it had the stale, been cooking for a while taste...and I thought that is something my mother might have done.
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6 comments:

Anonymous said...

I have the best husband... May this be of note... Girls, when you are thinking of a man you might want to marry...is he willing to clean the house and do the laundry because you're feeling awful in your pregnant state?
And Guys- are you training yourself to be humble and kind and serve the woman you love while she pouts on the couch?

10:09 AM
Steven said...

are you training yourself for the pain of childbirth? you can practice by pulling your lower lip over your head.

1:42 PM
Mamita Betsy said...

yes, son, that is something I would have done...and your wife deserves to be pampered a little...so, good job.

9:01 PM
Caro Bella said...

'mr. busy huh??

4:11 PM
EMo said...

I like the smell of coffee...that's about it though.

8:50 PM
Marco Aurelio said...

you're funny

3:53 PM

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