Sunday
AND THEN YOU SAY: DUH!
Cooler weather and my coffee cools off before I can skim HuffPost. I ponder if I have one of those heater/coaster things packed away somewhere from my other office. Hating to reheat coffee, I tolerate one more sip of tepid liquid and give up.
One morning, dashing out the door, I selected my thermos coffee carafe gifted to me by my thoughtful son. It's really too big for the car cup holder, but its lid was screwed on which meant minutes saved instead of searching for another cup's lid.
Flash of insight. Yesterday was a joyful morning with hot coffee down to the last drop.
Saturday
THIS IS MY BRAIN ON COFFEE?
I eagerly consume any article that validates my personal belief that coffee is good for me. It's even better when that news comes from a source like the New York Times.
If coffee is reducing the risk factors that I'll get diabetes or some form of dementia, then I smile while sipping another latte (almond milk preferred, please). If it keeps me from dying, why all the better! Read the article here and see what you think. All opposing views may be published somewhere, but you won't see them here!
Tuesday
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