Have I mentioned lately how much I love coffee? I think I'm going to marry it! I mean, I think about it all the time. I don't care if I've just had some I can pass a coffee shop and feel this unexplainable celestial pull to the counter and before I know it I'm uttering something about 'bold but not bitter'. I think one of my very first posts explains my theology of coffee (click here). Just looking at these beans makes me wanna get a cup...even if it is church coffee. (tick, tock, tick tock) okay, I'm back.Tomorrow I leave for a week at the farm. The 'you-can-have-whatever-you-want' gods have taken a liking to me I guess. Each morning I will wake at 6:30, flick on the coffee maker I set up the night before and wait. I'll pour a cup for my mom and one for me and watch for deer or turkeys as I wake all the way up. Thank you God for coffee...
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