Yeah, well, I know that would make him happy too, but we're talking about something else here....
We're talking CAFFEINE!!!
Yes, in addition to his little alcohol fetish, my husband has become a coffee freak of late. He says it's my fault because I "made" him go to Starbucks in Times Square last fall and I "made" him get a grande mocha -- even though I personally don't drink mocha or any type of coffee for that matter. Now he has to have a coffee or two every day.
As we all know, though, that can get expensive and we are trying to pay off the debt here so Starbucks twice a day is just not going to happen.
Instead, my husband has been scoring his caffeine from the free dispenser at work. (At least he says it's free. For all I know, he's been stealing it in a fit of caffeine-induced insanity.)
But what to do on the weekends? Ummmm.... Perhaps make coffee at home????
The problem is that we don't have a coffee maker -- at least my husband didn't think we did. So last night he asked me to find a used coffee maker when our neighborhood holds its community garage sale in June. (An annual rite of passage each summer in the suburbs, followed immediately thereafter by "Big Trash Pick-Up Day.")
I, however, did one better than that. I climbed up to the tallest shelf in the kitchen and dug way back behind all the unused kitchen gadgets. Lo and behold what did I find but a two-cup coffee maker that I have owned since my days as a single girl living large in the big city.
Oh, but wait, we have no coffee filters for the cute little coffee maker.... Once again, I did some digging around where no woman dared to tread in at least a decade or two and found the filters as well. (OK, actually, I made my husband dig those up, but I did tell him where to find them....)
So you think all this would have landed me a big kiss or at least a "Thank you, honey, you're GREAT!"
Not even!
Instead, the caffeine fiend ran out the door as fast as he could and sprinted to the nearest grocery store in search of coffee beans.
This morning I walked in the front door after my run and was greeted by the smell of freshly made coffee. And, oh yeah, a very happy husband. To think I didn't even have to put out.....
How to make a man happy
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Anyways, yeah... I was thinking that too, but sure, I'll settle for Caffeine.
(Actually, except in the occasional tea, I've sworn off of caffeine. I was once addicted to Mountain Dew. Not addicted per se, but that if I didn't have my regular dose, I would literally get sharp headaches. When I realized that it was happening, that's when I went cold turkey. Just because I hate having any substance having that much control over me.... Except sushi and steak. That's still OK in my book.
April 23rd, 2007 at 07:15 pm 1177355725
The one thing I am addicted to is Tazo black ice tea slightly sweetened. I buy it bottled and occasionally at Starbucks. I'm out of the bottled kind and can't buy anymore until Friday due to my grocery money being gone for this pay period. I had a box of Tazo tea bags and a bottle of the sweetner they use at Starbucks, so I thought I'd make some today. But the tea bags have turned up missing. I called George Clooney in Green Knee Highs to see if he had moved them. He is mysteriously not answering his cell phone. I wouldn't be surprised if he stole the tea bags and is now locked in his office mainlining caffeine.
April 23rd, 2007 at 09:44 pm 1177364676
Mmmm...pepsi...
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April 24th, 2007 at 03:12 am 1177384365
When George Clooney starts wearing glasses and showing his age, then maybe there will be a resemblance.
And finally, coffee AND sex are not mutually exclusive. In fact, they'd be mind-blowing together.
April 25th, 2007 at 04:31 am 1177475510