Coffee to mouth and other impossible feats

Every time I tell someone that I don't like potato chips, chocolate bars or ice cream, they look at me like I just sprouted a third eye in the middle of my forehead.  I have always heard about people's guilty pleasures when it comes to food, but mine aren't so guilty.  I LOVE berries and fruits of all kinds.  So much, in fact, that one time I ate a whole flat of strawberries to myself in

Penguin sharing my morning coffee

just over 24 hours, needless to say I am no longer allowed to buy by the flat.  I could live on sushi.  Those delicious little rice/seaweed cakes are so...  delicious :)  But, coffee, sweet sweet java java, is probablymy biggest "guilty pleasure" in terms of being not-so-good for me.  I love the java.  All kinds.  It's usually a 2 pot a day habit in my house and I'm the only one here all day long.  Those months that I was pregnant and I wasn't allowed to have any coffee were absolute hell. 

Dustin always teases me because I am physically incapable of drinking coffee without spilling it on myself.  When we were in college, every morning, I would fill up my travel mug before heading out the door for the 10 minute walk from our apartment to the campus. And then every morning, even though the cup had a lid on it, I would arrive at my first class with a great big coffee stain down my front.  In the winter this was OK, because I wasn't going to wear my jacket inside anyways but in the summer I got teased an aweful lot, not only from Dustin buy my peers as well.  I can pour acid out of a 4 gallon glass jug into a 15 mL test tube without losing a drop, but get coffee from a travel mug to my mouth without spilling it on myself?  No way.  Where is the logic in that?  Needless to say, my love of coffee vastly outweighs my need for a shirt that looks clean every day.

In college I always got stuck with 8 am classes, so when I got to school everything was just waking up.  Coffee kiosks were just opening, and students were catching a few last minutes of sleep in the hallways before classes started.  The walk to campus was refreshing and when combined with a steaming hot cup of coffee was just the wake-up that my body needed before trying to focus on differential calculus (why they are allowed to even have calculus classes scheduled that early is beyond me).  So, today I started my morning off right and relived some of that moment, I woke up early, poured nice big hot cup of coffee, and took my dog for an early morning walk :)