There's something about needing to wake up atleast an hour or two before everyone else in my house or else my day is off. My ritual is waking up to the smell of my coffee brewing, sometimes I feel like a walking Folgers commercial!
Without my morning two cups of coffee I am a mess. No, seriousy, I wish I could say, I could get up get dressed and head out for my day maybe stop and get a overpriced Starbuck's cup of fancy words but nope that's not me. I only drink REGULAR COFFEE, no foo foo'ness, just a spalsh of milk and 1 1/2 spoons of sugar and/or Cuban Espresso/Cafe con Leche. I will tell you though, I only need it in the morning. I very rarely drink anymore coffee or caffeine throughout the rest of the day. Maybe it's mental but I need it to function and get going.
My addiction goes back when I was still on a bottle and wearing diapers. Growing up Cuban my Mima (Abuela/Grandmother) would add Cuban espresso to my milk in my bottle! I honestly do not remember ever not drinking coffee. Wait, wait I take that back! There was this one day I woke up as usual came downstairs and as usual head over to my handy ready timered coffe maker and it was.....BROKEN! Embarrassingly I tell you, I cried that morning, really I did cry. My teenage son was laughing at me, he couldn't believe "it was that bad"! Everyone knows, even the cat they can not approach me or talk to me till I had two cups of coffee. I was like a junkie going through withdrawal. It was terrible. At that time I didn't even have my Cuban espresso maker! Now I have both, can't take any chances.
Well, I think it's safe now to wake the rest of the house. I am two cupped up now and ready to take on the world. I'm going to drink my thrid cup while flipping through the Sunday Ad's in the newspaper gazing at all I want to run out and buy. Ah but that's a whole another addiction that can wait till another blog post. Till then my friends, Stay Caffeinated!