We're off to just a fabulous morning at 23605 5th Avenue. I'm being sarcastic, ff you couldn't hear it. I haven't had a cup of coffee (aside from treating myself to Starbucks or Cafe Ladro) in about two weeks, so I've been drinking tea. No specific reason, I just haven't ordered the special coffee for our machine.
Wary, I pour myself a mug of coffee from the French Press (that I despise) and fill it half way with sugar and the other half with cream. I microwave it for a sixty seconds, take it out, and not more than 30 seconds in, drop it on the counter; break the mug and spill scorching coffee all over my hand/self. Ouch.
Do you think I started all over again with the coffee and the French Press and that is out to get me? Hell no I didn't. I went straight for the tea drawer and got a bag of Harrod's English Breakfast. And now I'm fine.
Stupid French Press.
In other news, Karin told me at work yesterday that my fave Ina Garten (aka The Barefoot Contessa) is coming to Seattle for her new cookbook release in October, Foolproof. Thinking I'll cheer myself up from the French Press incident, I hop onto her blog, read all about corn and what we can do with it, and proceed to click on her book schedule.
I'm getting excited now, because what if I get to go?! Surely it can't be that pricey. The link redirects me to the Seattle Symphony website, and I click to pick my tickets. Lo and behold, when is my sweet Ina going to be here?
TOMORROW.
Boooooooo-freakin'-whooooooooooo. Hoorah, hoorah.
And that dear readers, is my day; one hour into my weekend.
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