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I’m Not a Coffeeholic, or Am I? (standard:humor, 910 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: Feb 04 2017Views/Reads: 121/43Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Nothing smells better in the morning than a fresh pot of coffee in the kitchen. The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage has it set so that at a certain time in the morning, the coffee begins brewing and we wake up to that wonderful aroma.
 



Nothing smells better in the morning than a fresh pot of coffee in the
kitchen. The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage has it set so that at a 
certain time in the morning, the coffee begins brewing and we wake up 
to that wonderful aroma. 

I love my coffee in the morning and nothing gets me on the road better. 

I did have a little glitch this past week. I had to go in for my yearly
blood test. If you ever had your blood taken, you know you are not 
supposed to eat or drink anything after midnight in order for them to 
be able to take the correct blood sample. Even Count Dracula was not 
that demanding! 

I did not think about it until when I get up that morning, the coffee
was brewing, the aroma filled the house and I was ready for my first 
cup of coffee of the day. Then my wife looked at me and said, “Don't 
you have a blood test this morning?” 

My heart sank to the bottom of my feet. How can I begin the day without
my morning cup of Joe? 

When I went to the doctor's office that morning I said to the nurse,
“You are the bravest person I know.” 

She looked at me rather quizzically and I explained. “Not having my
morning coffee makes me a raging grouch of a person.” And I meant it. 

She laughed and said, “That may be true, but I have the needle I'm going
to stick in your arm.” With that, she laughed, but I did not return the 
merriment. 

Upon leaving the doctor's office, I went straight to McDonald's for a
cup of coffee. How I got there, I will never know. After several sips 
of coffee I seemed to settle down and become a rather decent sort of a 
person. Or, so I think. 

I am not quite sure where I learned to love coffee so much. Growing up,
my parents drank coffee, but it was that terrible instant coffee. How 
anybody can drink that is beyond me. For the longest time that is what 
I thought coffee tasted like and I did not want anything to do with 
that. 

I distinctly remember the first time I had a real cup of coffee. 

I was helping my grandfather with some lawn work and about midmorning he
looked at me and said, “Son, how old are you?” 

I thought it was a rather silly thing for my grandfather to ask, but I
retorted with a cheerful “I'm 14, grandpa.” 

“That's good,” he said to me smiling, “you're old enough for some real
coffee, let's go inside.” 

That is when I was introduced to real coffee. To this day, I am not
quite sure how he did it, but I know he put a lot of energy into his 
coffee. It was coffee perked on an old-fashioned wood stove in the 
kitchen. 

So, I owe my love of coffee to my grandfather who knew how to make real
coffee and not that artificial instant coffee my parents made. 

Since that time, I have been enjoying coffee and perhaps, as my wife
says, I have been enjoying it too much. 

Not long ago about the middle of the morning, she looked at me while I
was drinking a cup of coffee and asked a strange question. “How much 
coffee have you had today?” 

For the life of me, I am not sure why she asked such a question, because
nobody can have too much coffee. 

Not sure how to answer, I very carefully said, “This is the only cup of
coffee I remember drinking today.” 

I find it wonderful getting old when you can blame everything on old age


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