Coffee is a religious experience on weekends.
At least for me.
Unlike my weekday coffee, when I slam 1.5 cups before blasting out the door, Saturday coffee is sipped with a sense of enjoyment that I find hard to describe.
A dollop of whipped cream adds a bit of sweetness (I don’t add sugar to my coffee) to my cup o’ joe.
So now, I’m going to comment a bit, on this blog and others, while sipping my coffee and listening to the local news.
And it’s going to be warm and sunny in Seattle today–yaha.