Sunday
Today I have had an abundance of caffeine. I woke up to my brother hovering by my door. For some reason when I am awake and I know someone is watching me I just play dead like a possum. After standing there for a few minutes to assure I was asleep he said, “Well, they’re still asleep (my husband and I)” I knew that this meant they (him and my dad) wanted to go out for breakfast and I love breakfast. I regretted my fake sleeping instantly and I jumped out of bed. I started stumbling down the hallway half asleep. I made sure to be obnoxiously loud. Sure enough from the back bedroom I heard, “They’re awake!” and “Hey wanna go get breakfast?” I showered, got dressed, and was sitting on the couch before anyone else was ready. I don’t know why I love going out for breakfast, but there’s just something about it that I love. I love the breakfast food, bad coffee, the people, and that lazy, full feeling as you walk out of the restaurant It was delicious. We ended up at a small Greek restaurant next to a large storage yard. It was a small building and the upper level served as three apartments or so. The coffee cups were so small that it felt like tea party. Every time someone took a sip I had to laugh. After breakfast there was a surge of caffeinated inspiration to vaccuum the car and get a car wash. I tried the Iced Mocha coffee from Family Express and added ‘Toasted Marshmellow” flavoring to it. AMAZING. Hence the rambling, the energy, and the impromptu creation of a tumblr accont.