i like the way my little pink notebook smells. i was leaning over it to read something out of my Bible, which lay open behind it, and somehow discovered how plastic-y it whiffs. this discovery is probably linked to my childhood obsession with swallowing nickels and chewing on windowsills and eating chapstick and sucking on little brass knobs off of my daybed. just a guess!
last night, i finally assembeled my coffee brewer. setting the timer and adjusting the "delay brew" timer to this morning was almost as exhilerating as becoming a wife. now that i've made my own, very first pot of coffee, i believe i am officially an adult. when i woke up this morning, i caught the wafting scent of boiling coffee grounds and my heart started racing. joel had closed the door last night, but somehow the acidic nature of that delightful beverage punched right through our walls and found my nose.
at 6:30 we had our morning cuddle, and then i woke up at 8!!! i slept in too late! i work at 9:30, and i had hoped that having coffee made for me would be incentive to get up out of bed! i guess it wasn't enough.
i put on my robe, slipped outside our bedroom, flicked on the flourescent lights and jolted to some level of consciousness. my mp3 player was waiting for me, so as i dished up a delicious bowl of yogurt, strawberries, and bananas, i wiggled a sleepy dance to david crowder band "beautiful collision", which really woke up my heart with a spark of love for the Lord.
then, i wiggled over to my table, elizabeth, opened my Bible, and read 1 peter while i nibbled on my assortment of delicious fruit (well, i didn't eat ONE slice of banana because it was much more bruised and squishy than the other pieces!). herein, i learned many wonderful things, which i would like to share later, but i've got to go get ready for work and finish my big blue cup of coffee!
love you.
love you too!
ReplyDeletei have NEVER made a cup of coffee! but i do love the smell! my parents were coffee drinkers...actually, everyone i know drinks coffee! i just can't get used to the taste. kind of like beer. but it's on my list of things to do. drink a cup o joe.
so glad you are blogging again!
beer coffee. gross.
haha! that's sick!!! beer coffee.
ReplyDeleteyay you found my blog! did mumsy send it to you?
i think the reason i feel like an adult now that i've made my own coffee is precisely because mumsy and dakins drank it so much when we were little. i think it's what marked being "big" for me. lol i don't really like the way it tastes, either. i just fill it with french vanilla creamer and then i can hardly taste it! joel doesn't like it at all, won't drink it. but he tried some of mine and he said, "what is this? water and creamer?" and i said, "NO. it's coffee!" but i got a really weak brand, i think. or something. haha! so, he had a cup because it tasted like water and creamer. lol