If we were having coffee, I'd say that houses are bigger when they are empty. Furniture is annoying. Unless we're talking bookcases or my giant bed. And we're not talking about my bed. This is a family blog. Apparently. Anyway. Coffee. My favourite coffee is medium. In strength and temperature. And if I leave it … Continue reading Weekend Coffee Share: Furniture Is Annoying
Some of you may remember Coffeegate 2011. Well, it's become an annual event. Earlier this week, I picked up my coffee with my left hand. And promptly dropped it. On my computer. Again. Maybe it was the weight of my engagement ring. Or maybe it's because I am seriously not left-handed. At all. Ever. Anyway, … Continue reading Please Stay Tuned
I found this on Pinterest today: Source: liveinternet.ru via Lorna on Pinterest It made me explode with happiness. Yes, really. There were witnesses. Well, one. Really though, two of my favourite things in one photo. Does it get any better? Yes. Yes, it does: Sarge drinking coffee.
I’ll repeat, instant coffee taste like mushrooms. Fact. That’s why, as I write this, there is a cup of zombie coffee by my side. Anyway, these are, as ever, coffee-fuelled ramblings. And so, this week, I went out for more real coffee with a friend. I discovered many things: It’s OK that I can’t get … Continue reading Instant Coffee Tastes Like Mushrooms
I snapped a shot of our travel mascot, George Bailey-Penguin, ready for our most recent trip. Next thing I knew, he'd flipped into my coffee. How did he get there? This photo set is not staged. Coasters are still bad. Stay tuned for: On The Road: Cambridge
A few weeks ago, a friend sent me this photo and I thought I'd share it: This week, while shopping for my nearly oldest friend's birthday gift (but I'm still older than she is), I found this and had to get it for myself: So, what made you smile this week?
One of the questions I ask a prospective PA when I interview them is, 'Are you a morning person?' Because, well, because I am not. Like most people who are honest with themselves, I cannot speak without bumping into a cup of coffee in the morning. On days that aren't weekends, there isn't time to … Continue reading My Boyfriend is Better Than Coffee