Friday, February 7, 2014

The day my coffee pot died

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.


  1. NOOOO that is my worst nightmare! I feel your pain and I would have ran out to get a new one that early too!

  2. Yes Amia,
    It would indeed be a miserable day indeed, without ones coffee. Thank you for being the sympathetic soul that you are.:)

  3. Hi Merry,
    Thank you for visiting my blog and your kind words to me. I am so thankful that you are praying for me! I am your newest follower. I love your blog and especially your great fashion style. You have given me lots of ideas after looking at your posts.
    Amy Jo

  4. Aww! Thank you dear!

  5. I'm so glad you have a nearby Walmart! No coffee in the morning is not a good thing! Glad you were there too. Not good to have sparks and such at home. Yikes!

  6. Tragic! :-) Just when you needed the caffeine too . . .