senoritafish | Labor Day -8 am, when I'd rather be sleeping......

Sitting here waiting for the coffee pot to finish up, noodling around checking my email and journals. Gareth woke me up about half an hour ago - "Mommy, I need something to drink, open your eyes." Nothing much new (since midnight anyway) and, figuring the coffee must be done. I blearily get down a couple of mugs, discover the powdered coffee creamer in fridge (who put it in there? not me), and wrench the pot out of the maker. John said if I bring him a cup he'll make pancakes, so I pour him a big mug. I blink at the liquid filling the cup - it's totally the wrong color. I check the basket and realize I completely forgot to put coffee in! Let's see, before I have forgotten the water, forgotten to turn the pot on, and forgetten to put the pot back in when turning it on. That last makes a bit of a mess, I can tell you. I guess I've covered all the bases now. That's what happens when you try to make coffee before you're properly awake.