Frothy morning

My mornings have improved dramatically recently because I found my milk frother in RI last weekend. I shall explain. Once upon a time in high school, I worked at several cafes and thought it was appropriate for me to get more in the coffee groove. So I bought a french press (I think it was in anticipation of living in a dorm room) and not soon thereafter, a Bodum milk frother. I'm not sure I ever used that french press in the dorm room. But I did use the milk frother at my parents' house to enliven their crappy, weak coffee. The 2 pieces of the milk frother got separated at some point and for the last 3 years, I've been unable to get the 2 pieces in the same place at the same time. I find the glass beaker part and tell myself to put it in a safe place so when I find the plunger, they can be reunited. But I always managed to lose part 1 just before finding part 2. Yada yada yada, I found the plunger in our DC apt. 3 weeks ago and the glass beaker in my parents' liquor cabinet last weekend. Ta-da! So my mornings have gotten better because I get a yummy cafe latte with foam on top right at my desk. Our office orders fair-trade, organic coffee from Mexico - we don't mess around.

I think I'll keep this post short and save the other topics on my mind for some up-coming posts. I don't like the marathon entries I tend to write that cover too many topics. Even I can barely read them to the end without getting distracted.