Thursday, March 19, 2015

Oh Keurig, How I love thee

   I think I'm in love with my Keurig...    Let me rephrase that, I am head over heels, madly in love with my Keurig. Seeing it's shiny self sitting on my counter in the morning is just glorious. Everyday you gracefully poor my 10 oz. of coffee into my favorite cup. This morning was no different, except today I REALLY needed that cup of coffee. 
   I should have slept great! Tater went down at 9:04 p.m. and slept all the way until 3:46 a.m., where he had a bottle and passed the fuck out until 7 a.m. So it wasn't my infant keeping me awake, so what was it?

    These two shit heads are the reason why I was awake all night. Between the red one wanting under the covers to spoon with his Dad (god I wish I was kidding. He sleeps under the covers every night. How Tater was even made is beyond me). He would then get too hot, and jump out of bed well chirping like a damn bird. Ten minutes later he was back under the covers slowly pushing me further, and further off the bed. 
   Then the big, black, smelly one decided that he NEEDED to go outside every 40 minutes for lord knows what reason. ( I watched, he only peed like twice) When I would tell him to go back to bed he would grunt in my face like the creepy old man he is. Without fail, the second I would fall asleep there he was, nose to nose like an asshole.

  So thank you Keurig, for loving me, and majestically providing me with hot, wonderful, caffeinated beverage every morning. I love you. 

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