Coff-tastrophe

I recently bought a new coffee maker because I recently fell in love with coffee. 🙂 Before the age of 45, I never liked coffee. Then I met Starbucks’ Carmel Macchiato. Hello, Lover.


I was spending at least $2 for a cup of coffee every coupla days. That seems too expensive, even for a working adult. So I bought a drip coffee maker after doing some research.

I wanted a Keurig, but my husband was concerned about price and waste from the K-cups. Someone told me about the reusable pods, but the price was still too high for a machine. Oh well.

After price comparison and reviews, we decided to buy a Black and Decker drip coffee maker. Only ~$20. It’s great! As long as you don’t forget the snap-in diffuser (or whatever it’s called). LOL

Well, I forgot to snap in the diffuser this morning and I had coffee all over my new coffee bar! LOL

coffee bar
New coffee bar at our new apartment in Venice! Before the massive coffee lava blow and flow. LOL

The water backed up and spilled out, along with coffee grounds and sadness. Needless to say, I will never forget the diffuser again. Sigh. Never. At least it was just water and coffee to clean up. Coffee is probably a good cleaner? Maybe not. I know it cleans my insides out. 😀

We purchased Starbucks dark roast espresso whole beans and grind them ourselves using our small shake blender. The blender does an adequate job and the brew is strong and tasty. Not bad for a cheap drip machine! Tastes good with milk and Splenda. Coffee catastrophe curtailed!


The worst time to crave coffee is 9 pm at night. Why is this happening?

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Bones and Blood

Stripped to the bones.
Blood on the teeth.
Breathing fire.
Sweating out the grief.

Pour the oil.
Light the flame.
Whisper your prayers.
Invoke my name.

Burdens on my back.
Lightning from above.
Thorn in my side.
Peace like a dove.

I fly away.
You’re still in a cage.
One of your making.
Iron bars of rage.

I am saving you.
Yet you throw me away.
I will love you forever.
Even today.