Most mornings I follow a routine.
Every morning I wake up, reach over, grab my phone, check my emails and various social media accounts such as Facebook, Twitter and Instagram...gosh my life is public!
Next I limp to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wish to heck arthritis was not a bad friend.
I let Lollipop out for her morning inspection of every place she has ever gone potty... Yell at her repeatedly to "GO POTTY!!!!" Curse under my breath I have a dog.... Change my mind about the under the breath curses because when I see her wagging tail and smiling face my heart melts. Dog owners know what I am talking about here.
Then it is time to head into the kitchen and longingly gaze at my coffee pot... This takes a minute. Coffee comes after my morning workout and each day I wish to heck I was just born NOT needing to workout for the rest of my life.
I do my morning workout. (Obviously the above wish was not granted.)
I finally get my cup of coffee. The older I get, the longer this seems...
I drive our daughter to school and ready myself for a great day.
What I have failed to mention here is that in between these activities, there is a LOT of nagging happening. I wake up nearly one hour before our daughter so I have time to curse the alarm and procrastinate before my morning workout. I am a very talented procrastinator. It is impressive. I can find at least 30 things that MUST be done before I workout; maybe 33! Somehow I honestly think I will get them done in time to squeeze in a workout. Each day I plan my workout for the next day. Each day I do the 30-33 things BEFORE the planned workout and each day I am shocked to discover time ticks away at warp speed!
Anyway, the reason I wake up before our daughter is to avoid the nagging. As I illustrated above, my mornings do not always go as planned. True procrastination requires time. Time I am committed to giving. IF you're going to do something, do it properly! That said, once I do finally begin my workout I would like to complete my workout. Here is where the conflict begins. Our younger daughter is in high school now and she is a member of the band. High school begins at 7:30am which means leaving home at 7:05am (IF we wish to avoid traffic which, dah, we do.) On days she has band practice, she needs to be at school BY 7:00am which means we have to leave BY 6:45am. Simple enough right? WRONG!!!! In our daughter's lovely head, it is imperative to begin the nagging process well before the designated departure time to ensure the designated departure time happens precisely at the designated time. NOT two minutes before OR (God forbid) two minutes after! This needs to be clearly understood.
The translation of the above is this; at approximately 6:30am each day, our daughter transforms into Popcorn. Popcorn is the old fashioned telephone number we used to call when I was little to find out what time it was, precisely. Popcorn said, and I quote. "The time is 6:30 am. Exactly." We used to use it set watches after power outages and to nag our parents about being late. Frankly, I thought it was cool. (This was WAY before Smart Phones people so give me a break!) Now that you have an understanding, here is a typical way my morning goes:
Daughter: 'Mom! It's 6:30!'
Mother: No response.
Daughter: "MOM! Did you hear me? It's 6:30... I mean 6:31!"
Mother: 'Okay." (trying to sound both pleasant and patient so as to avoid an argument)
Daughter: 'Mom? It's 6:33 and we have to leave at 6:45 remember?'
Mother: No response.
Daughter: 'MOM! Did you hear me?'
Mother: 'Yes." (still trying to sound pleasant but failing)
Daughter: Audible sighs and tromping
Daughter: "I'm putting my shoes on!" followed by more tromping about...
Mother: 'Did you make my coffee?"
Daughter: Loud sounds of tromping and dropping what sounds like a backpack followed by stomping into the kitchen and sighs that are now groans.
Mother: "Well? I didn't think so. Why don't you put energy into being proactive instead of nagging? You KNOW I need coffee to make it up the street to school'...
You get the picture right? I bet there are many of you whose mornings have a similar flavor. I have omitted the part about her getting in the car and sitting there in the dark garage while I frantically hunt down car keys and add cream and sugar to my coffee.
A sign of real love is when I leave the coffee and drive her... This is a rarity.
I got to thinking about coffee and regular versus decaffeinated coffee. Isn't the reason we drink coffee for the caffeine? How silly to drink decaffeinated coffee? I thought I would include here a simple guide to making proper coffee. Don't serve me that watery stuff that looks (and tastes) more like tea. I want coffee strong enough to give a water buffalo palpitations! After the morning I've had? I deserve it!
Proper Coffee (1 serving to put hair on your chest and a spring in your step)
1 generous tablespoon of dark roast coffee
6 ounces fresh, clean water
Place each where it goes in your coffee pot and enough.
Avid home cook and passionate instructor