I always thought that when I became a grown-up I would drink coffee...everyone around me did when I was little. I never liked it, though. I'd rather chocolate milk, really. I thought when I was in college I would learn to like it so I could stay up and study. But as anyone who knows me would tell you---sleep always wins with me; nothing is more important. OK, when I had kids...now I'll grow up and drink coffee like a big girl. Nope. Then it happened. Right before my 30th birthday I had a weekend with some old friends and had to drive 5 hours home with the kids in the car. Responsibility will help you get over your dislike so that you stay awake. I stopped at Dunkin Donuts and got a cup of coffee (munchkins, too, of course...its a rule or something) and haven't been the same since. Most days the coffee maker is going at the Davis household and my husband is lucky if he gets any. I painted my own mug this week. Its official...I'm one of "them".
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i posted a related topic. that's right. i posted. TWICE.
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i posted on a similar topic. that's right. I posted! TWICE!
I've decided that I don't really trust folks who don't like coffee...makes me suspicious!
It's about time! Can't wait to come and drink a cup together. So glad you have finally reached adulthood!
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