Apparently there's some force in the universe that beckons me to lose my grip on coffee pots when I am enduring a breakup. Because the same thing happened in early spring after the Chris breakup. And yes, both resulted in me blubbering on the kitchen floor, because what else are you supposed to do in this situation?!
That means I will soon have to purchase coffee pot number three.I haven't even lived in my house for a full 10 months yet!! Good lord someone find me a good man, because Mr. Coffee can't take much more!
Is she not the sweetest?! Plus she pulls really awesome things out of dumpsters for me too.
|(My momma & I in Jamaica)|
I love her!
(And yes, that is a metal rooster... it's not quite 6ft but I do laugh and think of Beyonce every time I pass by it)