I did try to give up coffee. Really I did try. I made it almost a month but honestly, I never popped out of that zombie stage and went through my days feeling like a grouchy sleepwalker. Then I ran into a woman I know, an older and much wiser woman. She told me she had had to give up coffee a few times and found the thing to do was to have “a little bit of coffee every day”. Sounded so simple. Sounded so Yoda-like. Coffee, little bit you must have. My brain latched on to it and I turned it over and over in my mind. I decided that if I was going to have coffee it would be really good coffee. And that I would make it at home. So, I went back to my old coffee snob ways of grinding my own beans and paying attention to the details. I got help online, of course, at stumptown. The result has been some damn fine coffee.
So, let’s catch up….June was a month that brought a lot of sadness to our lives. We took it in, moved along. July opened with the promise of blue skies, warm sunny days, trips to the lake and summer plans. We got to the raceway to watch some vintage auto racing. We celebrated our 24th anniversary with a Dwight Yoakam concert and a Twin Peaks themed date night. It was lovely.