Mitch and I don’t do coffee. Well, let me take that back….we don’t have a coffee maker in our home because neither of us are addicted to the stuff (Mitch hates it) and I am not one of those I MUST HAVE MY MORNING COFFEE people. Now, when a friend makes a pot for a group I happen to be a part of, you betcha I’m gonna have a cup of Java. I can now finally answer the question, “How do you like your coffee?” – lots of flavored cream and two sugars (Splenda!), thank you very much. Honestly, if the coffee isn’t free, I’m not gonna buy it…which is why I only drink coffee consistently on Monday mornings during women’s Bible study, thanks to Lynn, and about once a week at Coralie’s house when I go over for a friendly visit (she brews it with me in mind although I’m sure she downs about 2-3 cups before I arrive…the pot is never full when it’s my turn. Right, CC?). There’s one thing for sure, though. I don’t know how to make coffee. I’m completely dumb when it comes to how to make dark, light, strong, weak, nasty, or rich coffee.
I remember one time at Anita’s house when I had two cups of coffee, back to back. Suddenly, I felt my heart begin to race, my head feel light, and anxiety grip directly around my neck and shoulders. Since Anita is a nurse, I motioned for her to join me on the staircase so I could privately tell her of my physical situation. Oh, Anita…she knows me so well. We had a women’s function that morning and she knew of my love for the sweet stuff only on rare/special occasions. The first question she posed to me on that staircase was, “Have you had any coffee today?”. She diagnosed me with a caffeine high and told me to wait it out. Thanks, ‘Nita.
See, we have people over to our house a lot….sometimes for play group, sometimes for dinner, and sometimes just for the fun of it. Never has anyone made mention of my lack of a coffee maker but I’ve noticed that many people arrive with a Starbucks cup in their hand. That finally made me ask myself, “Is it rude not to have a coffee pot in our home?”. I don’t feel that I’d be tempted to start buying a bag of Dunkin’ Donuts coffee each week to feed my addiction because I truly don’t feel I would become addicted. Am I being nieve? Coffee is more of a dessert for me, not a method of jump-starting me in the A.M.
Maybe I’ll begin shopping around for a good price on a quality coffee maker. Then again, maybe I’ll just start giving Starbucks gift cards to all my friends for their birthday.