My Love Life
I know what you are thinking. This is going to be some sappy story about a boyfriend. If so, excuse me as I die of laughter. Those of you who know me know my love life is non-existent… except for a marriage proposal in kindergarten, but that’s another story. This love story can be represented by a revised song lyric from a song sung by Dale Evans (shout out to my childhood). “There is nothing like coffee in the morning, and nothing like books at night.” Guess which word I replaced (hint: No Love Life!) Coffee and Books, the current loves of my life… who am I kidding, they are the permanent loves of my life. I might as well become a librarian with a keurig and own a lot of puppies. Oh well, I don’t need a man. Girl please. Shut Up!! … thank you. Anyways, My love story with coffee started with five. Of course, as my mom says it wasn't really coffee it was more like creamer and milk with a teaspoon of coffee, but whatever. Then came the non-fat sugar free decaf cocomo fr...