Millionaire's Mocha

When the blogger is down, so is the blog.

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It took all the energy I could muster to go pick up my daughter at school.

"You're sick? Again?!?" a parent said to me in the hallway.

Made me think, am I the only one who gets ill this often? Or this bad? I'm at home with young children. I'm more likely to get beaten down with colds and flu's, right?

I first thought it was food poisoning but it has lasted longer than a day and I'm the only one who got it in the family. I didn't even pick it up from the kids this time. Maybe that parent was right, maybe, I'm just a magnet for picking up germs? Fever, chills, stomach cramps, oh my. I like to eat food, not bring it up again.

I am actually eating some food today, without any major painful consequences. I tried yesterday and I paid for it, badly. Doesn't help that I spent my awake hours on my couch mostly watching the food network channel. I'm hungry! It's been a rough, rough week.

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I've been dreaming about coffee all this week. I missed it.

I actually didn't really start drinking coffee until I got my first job in my career. You think all those years of staying up late at school, getting ready for mid-terms or final exams, would have gotten me addicted to java, but nay. I was tremendously sensitive to caffeine so I stayed away from it. Plus, I didn't even like the bitter taste of coffee.

But now, it's my daily love affair. I have professed, one too many times, to my mug-ful of coffee...

"Where have you been all my life?" or chanted "Must have my Precious".