"One more cup please"

I am not a coffee person. I was never one who would go study at a coffee house or ask for coffee with dessert. Though I like the smell, I don't love the flavor. As a matter of fact, I can probably count on a few hands how many times I have been to Starbucks (maybe four hands...not that I know anyone with four hands...weird thoughts...sorry, I'm off topic...) Even then, I hardly think that a Java Chip Frappachino really counts as coffee. I can honestly say I have never purchased a hot cup of coffee. Ever.

But lately, Jesse and I have both been draggin' butt. Big time. Between Wesley staying up until 11 pm or so for his last feeding, waking up in the night for another feeding, and then Ryleigh waking up ready to go (and another feeding for Wesley) at 6 am....man, I'm pooped. Truthfully, I don't normally feel it once I get going in the morning, but lately I have not been able to get going!

Jesse mentioned that he drinks several cups of coffee every morning at work. I didn't even know he liked coffee! I asked him if he noticed a difference, and he said yes. So, while we were visiting my grandparents, I decided to try a cup when they were all drinking their coffee in the morning. Yes, I added milk and sugar, but I actually did like it, and noticed a difference in my sluggishness.

So this week, we made a purchase:
Jesse then went and bought coffee and creamer, and we came home excited to learn how to make coffee. (Haha, does that tell you how naive we are when it comes to coffee?!) As I made dinner, Jesse made a pot. It was horrible!

SIX. POTS. LATER, and after calling my sister-in-law, Jenn (the coffee queen), and looking up tips online, we were frustrated. The coffee was disgusting! We tried making it stronger, making weaker, following one person's tips, and following the instructions on the can. Nothing worked. It was gross.

The following day, I had to go grocery shopping. I decided to call my grandma and ask if it could be the coffee itself that was bad. She told me the kind that she made when I was there (Breakfast Blend) and gave me the measurements she used. So, while in the store, I compared the can of Breakfast Blend to the can we had used. Sure enough, Breakfast Blend is "mild" and the kind we bought was "medium-dark." Also, the creamer Jesse bought was a powder, not the cold creamers you get in the refrigerator section.

I bought a can of Breakfast Blend coffee and a cold Hazelnut creamer, just to try the flavor. When Jesse got home that night, he decided to try again, using the new products.

Success! And now we're hooked.

I have been drinking one cup every morning, and I actually can notice a difference in my ability to get up and get going. Considering I started back to work this week, I really needed the boost in the mornings. Not to mention, it is nice waking up to the smell of coffee ready and waiting for you. This could be my new habit.

In fact, I went to the store last night just to get some more creamer for this morning's pot. Wow, they have some good holiday flavors out!
This morning Jesse used the French Vanilla, and I of course went for the Peppermint Mocha. It was SO good, it could have been dessert. And to think that 2-weeks-ago, I thought coffee was gross and did not understand people's desire or indulgence in it. This morning's cup was so good, I actually did go back for a second cup.

:)