Those of you who know me, will know that I love coffee. I will drink two pots a day if you let me. I love it. I just hate that it stains my teeth.
That being said, I have always loved grabbing a Starbucks, or a BK coffee when I am on the road. It makes me feel like a grown-up.
Ask me why and I'll probably tell you something about how my brothers and sisters always had cups of coffee in hand, before and after church services, family reunions and other functions... road trips included. So yesterday, on the way home from a doctors appointment, i stop at the BP for a coffee. It was snowing, Michigan style, and my coffee in hand, warmed me... and made me to feel that wonderful I'm okay feeling.
So I did it again today. I went, this time to a Phillips, got a coffee, and felt fantastic.
And I'll do it again tomorrow.
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