My eyelids are sitting in my lap. I don't have enough strength to lift them. My thoughts are a blurred mess. I can barely type. Life is in slow motion. I sniff the air deperately for 'the best part of waking up', but all I smell is last night's supper and dirty socks. My cup is empty. My coffee pot is bone dry. I followed Dickidoo around this morning like a pathetic puppy, with an empty coffee can in my shaking hands. He said to 'sniff it'. Hahaha! Very funny Buster! Besides, I sniffed all of the lingering aroma out of it yesterday. He left the house laughing. Wrong answer! That does it, I'm eloping with Juan Valdez!
Update: My marriage has been saved. Dickidoo has wired me some $ for coffee. I'm off to the store for some Folgers.
12 comments:
Oh thank GOD! I was really worried! Dickidoo is a SMART man!
Hugs,
Heather
My husband feels the same way without his coffee. I'm seriously hoping he does not try to elope with Juan Valdez though. That would be bad, very very bad.
Ari
You should remind him that you not only know where he lives but that you cook his meals. And you know which posions are untracable. Then again it's not like I could understand where your coming from. Tea is pretty easy to come by. I have a tin cup and I beg outside of Walmart when worse comes to worse. lol
Dianne
you poor thing...... so glad you got your fix.:):):) judi
p.s. I am not allowed to have coffee due to my rather 'energetic' demeanor. :)
Does Dickidoo realize how close he came to having a runaway bride? lol
Boy he was playing with fire! Dangerous ground to tread on...no coffee around for Dorn...oh no...the pain, the agony of it all....he's lucky he sent money...Sandi
Dickadoo must like to live dangerous LOL
Deb
There is nothing like that first sip of coffee in the morning. Mmmm, just thinking about it makes me want to go to bed now.
The best part of waking up is Folgers in MY cup!
Thats why I'm the one who buys coffee around here. Dion doesn't want to see what would happen if I didn't have my coffee.
Hugs, R.C.
I love the line, "I sniff the air ... all I smell is last night's supper and dirty socks." This is why I enjoy your journal so much!! You have the best way with words, even when you are dog tired. Thank you for once again making me laugh!!
Donna
oh, prayers to the goddess of caffiene...I am out too this morning! I can't wait to get to work to tank up!
Marti
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