Sunday coffee

Today I had 2. You know what that means? Yes absolutely tired.

I even got a sleep in!!! But my body sort of went ' oh er wait you're catching up on sleep? Well we've got about 900 hours for you backlogged of missed sleep' and so despite my sleep in- I was more tired than before ugh.

So I love coffee. I may have mentioned it before. From the smell of the beans in the bag to the final steaming of the milk; I love the whole process.

I did a barista course back when I was a teenager but I've forgotten a lot and just retained the basics. I make my coffees how i like them to be.

My friend loves my coffees and always has two when she comes and tells me i should work in a cafe. That would be fine except as i say i make them how i like them - cappuccino style. I'd be terrible in a cafe, people would order lattes or a soy flat white with 3 shots and they'd all get the same coffee. I pondered if I did would anyone notice? Probably- some would. It then made me think if there are any baristas doing this currently especially the ones at cafes like at petrol stations! If I ordered a cappa and a flat white to takeaway I wonder if they would be the same? I am now suspicious......


Every morning as I take the first sip i say a silent prayer 'God thanks for the coffee to start the day, i need it to get through, my kids are insane'.

I recently was given a kg of beans which means I won't run out for a while hurrah! I can go without it and suffer no withdrawal effects which leads me to believe my body loves coffee too.

I drank coffee in all my pregnancies and through breastfeeding which could explain why Marley can pretty much work our coffee machine and as a toddler refused milk unless it was frothed. I see him hanging out in cafes at night as a teen working part time as a barista ( of course he'll be in construction by day). He'll make me a coffee in the morning and he'll enter competitions. Too much? Well a mama can dream!

We had a nice day. I got a lot done, more than I'd usually do but andre took the boys to the park and it's so much easier to clean without the kidnadoes. I was extremely productive. I was pleased, thinking i won't have so much to do tomorrow (inside my head there was laughter at this point)- yeah right.

I even got to shower alone today.....for a fleeting moment before the bathroom door flung open, Marley looked at me and sighed ' mama, I have a big problem ( me suddenly thinking with panic- what could it be? What's happened? Is he ok?)... The ipad is flat' Right, well ok go charge it i tell him, he leaves then comes back to talk to me, so does the baby- he found me. Andre comes in too. Let's just have a conference while I shower. I am never alone and sometimes I just need to be.