twenty-four little hours

what a difference a day makes
twenty-four little hours
brought the sun and the flowers
where there used to be rain

ah, young love. it’s here and i’m basking. cuz today, i bought a new friend. a friend with it’s very own keeping warm plate. (how many of you have friends with a keeping warm plate? come on, be honest.)

and let me tell you, i know my coffee maker – ask me anything, we have no secrets.

so home i come with my new friend, take her out of the box (do you think coffee makers are hers or hims?), read and follow the instructions. which involve running just water – with no coffee grounds – several times through. and while i’m doing this i get the coffee out and read the instructions on the bag. and discover that as hard as i tried to hide it the other day, i am a wuss. this bag of coffee says…

this coffee maker makes 12 cups so that would be 12 tablespoons, not teaspoons, of coffee for one carafe of coffee!! that’s crazy. i can’t imagine what i might do with that amount of caffeine coursing through my veins. so, i used the i’m-a-wuss algebraic formula and determined that instead of 12 tablespoons of coffee i should use about 3.5 tablespoons. and how’d that work out for me?

good
to the
last drop

actually, this seems to be the basic need of the human heart in nearly every great crisis – a good hot cup of coffee. ~alexander king