Things That Go Bump in the Night

Tonight we played the game called Things, which has motivated me to write about all the things that made me happy today.  Yes, I am THAT desperate for inspiration.

1.  We slept late. That’s the royal we.  Probably everyone else was up and being quiet.

2.  The fog rolled in and then it started to rain.

3.  The rain stopped and the sun came out.

4.  Canada won the Men’s World Curling gold medal, because Scotland let them catch a break.  It was very close.

5.  We had a lovely roast beef dinner.  My contribution was a broccoli dish which actually turned out to be edible.

6.  I got a really great picture of my grandchildren sent via phone, an easter greeting from my daughter, a couple of texts from W, and a gazillion requests to play Words With Friends.

7.  My brother told us some stories about the wild things he did when he was in his teens.  I don’t understand how he got away with them.  I wonder why I didn’t learn from his example.  Or maybe I did.

8.  I’ve been into the spiced rum.  It tastes just as good here as it does anywhere else. And after the third one, even better.  But I switched to Bailey’s after that and lost my powers of observation for a bit so I’m unable to comment on what happens after…how many did I say?  Four? And what was I counting again?

9.  I ate a piece of apple pie.  It seriously would not be an Ontario holiday if there wasn’t pie.

10.  I haven’t had time to comment on anyone’s posts, although I’ve been quickly reading and enjoying them when I can.  The only reason this is on my list of things that made me happy is because getting back to blog surfing is one thing I’m looking forward to when I go home.

My days seem to be getting shorter at one end and longer at the other.  Eventually I’ll have to get that turned back around.  A good start would be not reading half the night away.  Which I better get going on while I’m still conscious.  The only thing here that goes bump in the night besides the dogs tail is my book falling on my face when I doze off.  And if I’m reading my Kindle – ouch.

Coffee Killers

Bottle of Baileys Irish Cream

Bottle of Baileys Irish Cream (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I just did a pop answers thing on Facebook (it’s an application that mimics Family Feud where you try to guess the most popular answers to a question in a limited amount of time.)  I’m completely stupid at it unless I think about the question for at least five minutes before clicking the play button.  Because when that clock is ticking down my brain likes to stop working and panic about the fact that the clock is ticking down.  But how simple should it be to list the things people put in their coffee?  Why think about that one?  It’s a limited list, is it not?  I’m not so sure anymore.

The most popular answer SHOULD be nothing, because coffee really is best enjoyed uncorrupted if it’s made right in the first place.  But that wasn’t one of the answers.  McDonald’s coffee is better than Tim Horton, in my humble opinion, although neither one requires any help in the good coffee flavour department.  Starbucks ties with Tim’s.    Unfortunately a lot of coffee requires some sort of addition to  make it taste decent.  Including my own, although it’s fresh ground Starbucks beans, I just like it better with hazelnut cream.  Which also was not one of the answers.  And nobody said artificial sweeteners!  Restaurants might as well just put those away I guess.

Cream.  Sugar.  Milk.  Baileys.  I got those four fast enough.  Chocolate I hit on at the very last second.  Mocha.  Yummm.   Kahlua I missed!  Adding Kahlua is overkill, isn’t it?  What are you trying to do, make your coffee taste like…  I also did not write Whiskey, although it was one of the popular answers.  Seriously.  I didn’t think of it because I don’t understand why anyone would purposely mutilate both their whiskey and their coffee in one fell swoop.  I guess I’m not Irish.  I find the combination slightly revolting.  I’ve tried the Irish Cream cream too, and I don’t like it either.

But the last one is truly gag-worthy.  Cinnamon.  I kid you not.  I have to admit I’ve never tried it, but I’ve never tried live worms in my coffee either and don’t really feel I need to do that to discover that it makes me sick.  Cinnamon is for buns and apple pies.  Put it in your hot apple cider if you must, but please, leave the coffee beans alone.

Cinnamon!  My brain is still reeling.