...am posting this picture of a spiced tea that my Sweetheart and I drank together one morning when I was visiting him in Toronto over Labor Day weekend in 2009. Why this picture, you may wonder? Because today I did something very rare indeed: I drank coffee. Real coffee, not decaf coffee and a grande latte from Starbucks no less. Powerful stuff, that, I can tell you, but I am also very caffeine sensitive. Maybe it will be enough to keep me from getting my monthly migraine that usually pops up mid-way through another monthly occurrence. Anyhow, I didn't take a picture of my coffee and this picture of my tea from two years ago is as close as I have to picture of a cup of coffee, because I hardly ever drink the stuff. I actually don't even own a coffee maker. I actually don't even own an apparatus for boiling water, because I also very rarely drink tea. When I do drink tea I boil the water in a pot and then dump it into my teapot (which came over from Slovakia with my great-grandmother about 90 years ago now) with the tea bag or tea leaves to steep.
...needed the momentous coffee because two nights in a row I went to bed too late and then to top it off my crazy cat (Magique, by the way, is always my crazy cat, the day I refer to Quinn as a crazy cat will be even more momentous than any day when I tell you I drank a grande latte from Starbucks) woke me up at 1:07 A.M. because she was struggling to disengage one of her claws from between the inner and outer window panes of my bedroom window. When I got up and saw her hanging there by a claw I couldn't believe and had one of those moments I have with her sometimes when I tell myself that a small dog would have been far less trouble than her. At least a small dog would not get him or herself into such insane situations. Don't ask me how she got herself up there in the first place, because I have no clue. I didn't even bother to wonder, just picked her up, got her unstuck, let her plop unceremoniously to the floor and went back to bed. Damn crazy cat.
...had a busy day at work due to a meeting I had at the end of the day with the Pilgrimage office team. It's a bi-weekly thing that usually annoys us more than anything else, but it certainly does make the day go faster as it usually lasts at least an hour and a half to two hours. Today I got back from my lunch break and coffee run (I got my latte on my lunch break because I didn't want to fall asleep during the meeting) at about 1:00 P.M., the meeting was at 2:00 P.M. and finished at 4:15 P.M. and I finish work at 4:30 P.M. There went my afternoon!
...am still feeling the caffeine buzz, it will hopefully wear off before I want to go to bed, otherwise I will need a latte tomorrow morning as well.