Of course, the same could be said for wine, but that's another story.
Anyway, I guess we are always surprised when something we love unexpectedly turns on us. And my coffee turned on me with a vengeance today.
Halfway through my 100 mile trip to visit the Apple store and visit my sister, I took my first sip of coffee. Or rather, I prepared to take my first sip.
Instead of my anticipated coffee bliss, the lid came loose and most of the coffee poured onto my chest and lap. And here I am, at Apple, soaking wet and cold as heck.
Sometimes, I am reminded, love hurts.
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