A Pot Of Coffee

My Dad wanted coffee! First time in a long time. I keep telling my parents, they need to drink coffee. Grams and Pops drank coffee. Everyday.

I made a pot of coffee. But initially, I only drank one cup. I was tired, and I need to go to see a Doctor this morning. That is why. Normally, my Dad turns off the coffee pot when he goes to bed. So, I went down stairs expecting to have to warm the coffee in the microwave. But instead, my Dad had left the coffee pot on. I was so excited! Fresh hot coffee when I really needed it.

So, I was able to write this post. As I listen to Handle’s Messiah. Greg Laurie is about to come on too. I always look forward to his program. I am behind in reading Luke, for Advent. But everything seems Merry and Bright. I work tonight!