Burning coffee grounds don't smell too good.
It takes quite a while to mop up hot coffee after it's spread out over 13 acres of counter top.
I wanted a cup of coffee...in my stomach - not everywhere else.
Dang, I'm scatterbrained! What's next?
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Monday, February 13, 2012
Scatterbrain....what? A butterfly?
I've mentioned before that I can't go from point A to point B without getting really distracted but the other day I really pulled a good one. Every morning I make myself a cup of coffee but on one particular morning I astounded myself. I prepared the coffee grounds, and I added the water then I turned on the coffee maker. I left for a few minutes and when I walked back into the kitchen, I heard a strange sizzling sound. I walked up to the coffee maker and O...M...G...what did I do?!?!?!? I did everything correctly with the exception of one tiny little thing. I neglected to put the pot under the dripper thing. Four cups of coffee percolated to perfection were waiting in the ground-holder-thingy, and all in the hot plate and all over the counter top.
Burning coffee grounds don't smell too good.
It takes quite a while to mop up hot coffee after it's spread out over 13 acres of counter top.
I wanted a cup of coffee...in my stomach - not everywhere else.
Dang, I'm scatterbrained! What's next?
Burning coffee grounds don't smell too good.
It takes quite a while to mop up hot coffee after it's spread out over 13 acres of counter top.
I wanted a cup of coffee...in my stomach - not everywhere else.
Dang, I'm scatterbrained! What's next?
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