National Coffee Day! Woo hoo hoo hoo hooooooooo. (That’s Tigger after a cup o’Joe.)

I LOVE this day.  What’s not to love?  Coffee, coffee, coffee.

The elixir of life.  My ambrosia.  (Vocabulary word for the munchikin.  Score a point for me.)

Where would I be without coffee?  I can’t even imagine.  And before anyone starts thinking I’m an addict, let me set the record straight.

Yep.

There.  Got it out there, now we can move on.  I figure there could be worse vices, right?  I mean, I could be hooked on silly television shows that take place in alternate realities such as ones in which people don’t really die but walk around eating other people until someone stabs them in the brain.  Or ones in which there is a really big wall trying to keep out the ones that come back to life (Wildlings) and dealing with neverending coldness (Winter is coming).

So, my coffee addiction pales in comparison.  Right?

In fact, I’m enjoying a cup right now.  This morning’s flavor?  Harry & David’s Moose Munch.  Delectable.

This would be a good place to plug one of my favorite companies!

Green Beans Coffee and their Cup of Joe for a Joe program

http://www.greanbeanscoffee.com

So easy!  Donate moolah and they’ll make sure service members stationed far from home get a much needed (and SO deserved) cup of coffee!

Then, sometimes, you get email replies from grateful soldiers.  Their sacrifices are so large, it seems this is a small way for me to express gratitude.

Blessings be.

About madranchwife

Mother, Mad Ranchwife(as in--at times-- crazy, nutso, loco, off-my-rocker insane), Veterinarian, Physical Therapist, "Liberal, pinko, gay-loving, Subaru-driving Socialist" (as I've been called), proud to be a totally tree-huggin', climate change believin', granola girl environmentalist, ObamaGirl, Pro-Choice (don't even get me started here...), and in my younger days a feminist vegetarian as a result of time spent at CU Boulder (this lasted approximately 14 months, until all the Jimmy Buffett I was listening to caused me to crave a cheeseburger). Now I just get pleasure out of swimming against the stream and ruffling a few feathers here in the wild west state of Wyoming!
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