Monday, February 25, 2013

The best part of waking up...

I sometimes wish I was a coffee drinker. Mostly because it smells really good, and I like coffee cups. You know, the big ones with cool designs and handles. I don't understand why I don't drink it. My parents have a pretty strong habit going. Perhaps because it tastes disgusting.

Last month I found another reason to become a drinker. We went to an old coffee plantation in the mountains, Hacienda Buena Vista. It was so peaceful and beautiful. I wanted to donn a long white dress and feed chickens while sending the children off for firewood and to bring the cows down from the upper pasture. I think I could really enjoy the life of a coffee farmer. As long as I didn't have to drink coffee.








By the way, does anybody know how to finish the phrase at the top?
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3 comments:

  1. AnonymousFebruary 25, 2013 at 5:48 PM

    . . . is Folgers in your cup

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  2. TreeFebruary 26, 2013 at 6:34 PM

    Yep, that's it. I can here the song in my head. I think that dates me.

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  3. JenJuly 29, 2013 at 8:37 PM

    I didn't start drinking coffee until ten years ago--when my dad died. He was a big coffee drinker (not why he died, btw), so the smell of coffee reminded me of him. It didn't take long for me to love the taste of it along with the smell. I have two big mugs every morning (with creamer. I can't do it straight up).

    And it *is* the best part of wakin' up (but not Folgers brand...yuck). ;)

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