Two things I cannot live without. Coffee and a coffee pot.
You who are serious coffee drinkers can so relate, yes?
This morning my coffee pot died. I watched in horror as it struggled to breath it's last breath.Thank The Lord I was here though, as it was shooting sparks and fire out everywhere.
Not exactly the most pleasant thing to watch, especially when you are depending on the caffeine to help wake you up.
So at 5:00 a.m. This morning found me heading to Walmart to get another percolator.:(
You know what happens to naughty coffee pots? Thrown away to the deep grave of the rubbish heap, that's where. So long pal, you were good to me while you lasted but you've already been replaced.... R.I.P. my friend. And that's what happens when coffee pots croak at my house folks.