As I grow older, I become more and more a creature of habit. My mornings are pretty much prescribed. I hit the floor, thank God for the day, turn on the computer and head for the kitchen to create my morning cup of coffee. I have been buying my instant coffee at Save-A-Lot for years (my daughter says I’m the last of the instant coffee drinkers). The process involves pouring one bag of Splenda into my Scarlett O’Hara mug (given to me by my son), adding one good shake of powdered cream, carefully measuring one level teaspoon of sugar and finally adding one heaping teaspoon of McDaniel’s freeze-dried coffee. When I finished my ministrations one morning recently, I ended up with a topless sugar bowl. That was strange. Where had the top gone? It had been there a minute before. Something had gone terribly awry with my routine process. Reader, I’ll let you figure out where I had flubbed. It gave me a good laugh with which to start my day.
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