Pages

Showing posts with label coffee. Show all posts
Showing posts with label coffee. Show all posts

Thursday, June 16, 2011

I want you to know this post sucks. 

I had it all planned out in my head, I was going to write about how I found this great glass beverage dispenser by accident at a super clearance store at an excellent price (60% off at $11.25) while shopping for shorts (thisclose to buying a hot pink pair) and new blue jeans. 

I was going to write about standing in line for 20 minutes! behind two Indian (real Indians, not Native American Indians) women who haggled with the check out girl over 5 blankets and three bag fulls of kids clothes.


I was going to write about how clean and pretty it was after I got it home and washed it up and poured it full of cold coffee and called it a wonderful night and couldn't wait until morning!


Then the blessed thing leaked! 

And I had to change the title from "Cheap Thrills and Borrowed Ideas" to "Complications Arose, Ensued, Were Overcome" and hope that someone caught that random movie reference.  Then my dang post erased itself!


Not a good time in blogland tonight.

I had plans to point out the only flaw I could find (until it leaked coffee everywhere.)


And instruct you all to inspire the sparkly on top of the handle.

Oooooooohhh, ahhhhhh!


And question what is this tear drop-shaped glass "birthmark" is.


But I got aggravated and just threw it all in a regular ol' tea pitcher and slammed it down in the fridge.

But after a coupla hours of catching up on my DVR and g00gling "glass beverage dispenser parts" to no avail, I decided to take the dang thang apart!

Just a little twist here and pull there and I had three pieces in my hand.  For kicks I put it back together, to see if I could and hope that miraculously fixed it.

Whaddoya know, all it needed was a good tightening and it was just as I had imagined, although a little later than I'd hoped.


Hallelujah.

Oh, yeah.  The "Borrowed Ideas" part came from here.  Check it out if you're like my husband and convinced I'm a mad scientist in the kitchen.

Friday, November 26, 2010

Even Mashed Potatoes and Gravy Have Their Differences

This post is about coffee, not a Thanksgiving side item.
(Although, if you're like me, coffee could be a Thanksgiving side item.)

Exhibit A:


Exhibit B:

Me: "Boots!  You want coffee?"
Boots: "Yeah!"
Me: "What do you want with it?"
Boots: "......Water?"

To Boots, coffee is just coffee bean by-products and dihydrogen monoxide, but to me- coffee is dessert!

Monday, November 8, 2010

Dear McDonald's,

I believe you have some explaining to do.

You run these commercials and advertisements, and even have a recorded voice to push the message at the drive thru about these gosh awful, terribly, delicious frappés.
You know I love all things chocolate, coffee, and cold but, I have a terrible problem with my hips getting bigger, so I can't delight as often as I'd like.
Please tell me why, on the morning after one long, restless, paranoid night sleeping in the midst of the dead, when I decide to allow myself a breakfast treat, that you would let me down like this and stomp on my heart?
You have to understand, I was tired and grumpy and a mocha frappé would have just made. my. day.
I tried to be nice when she broke the news but, I was certainly not "loving' it."
Why didn't the girl clean the frappé machine that takes 45 minutes to clean, 45 minutes ago?
It is, after all, breakfast and prime time for coffee!

I'm upset.
Please reconcile this situation immediately by sending one jillion "free frappé" coupons post haste!

Disappointed,
Rachel

P.S. I bet Starbucks never does this.