I am in love…I know, I fall in love easily. First it was Bob, then Rock, then Robby and Rosy. Now, it is my new coffee/latte/cappuccino maker, which I have because I am fortunate enough to be married to a man who still occasionally surprises me just because. My Keurig single serve which I bought for myself on a trip to Jackson years ago bit the counter a couple of weeks or so ago. I had to teach son J how to make pour-over coffee. This big machine arrived yesterday, and by evening, J had set it up and done the cleansing brew and made himself a cappuccino.
Wow, if only I had known how cool this would be! I am on my third latte since 8 this morning, but I am going to stop now. However, I think I will not need to take a nap today, and I may actually clean house now. Plus, finally a use for the giant latte-sized cup that used to be in my office!
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Ha Ha No nap and possible no sleep at night. Enjoy.
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I know, what was I thinking? But, I have been soooooo productive!
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What a delicious surprise! Wish I could join you for a latte, as a complete coffee addict.
Sleep well!!!!!
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Thank you, Jean! I wish you could as well. I shall toast you with my first one in the morning! I might get carried away and be lured away from my Rakkasan Tea.
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Thanks so much!
Doesn’t sound like R is going to let you be lured away 💚
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What a lovely gift!
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He can be awesome; I think I will keep him. 🙂
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Yes! He’s a keeper!
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Looks like your bistro is in full swing!
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Yes; please join Jean and I for a latte tomorrow!
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I am jealous! Enjoy.
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I shall!
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How sweet! Wise husbands do know not to mess between the woman and the coffee and to enable all enjoyment of said beverage. I am totally spoiled in that my husband brings me my coffee each morning, and knows not to talk to me until I have gradually reentered Earth’s atmosphere.
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Well, let’s just say you are fortunate; mine does not drink coffee, so he sure does not make it!
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