I have to attend to something important, so any plans anyone has made with me are now canceled…maybe next month.
That said, I am currently experiencing the withdrawal symptoms from last week’s mad coffee extravaganza. It ended on Saturday, with an espresso that I chugged as I sat under the hair dryer at the salon. Judy, who was doing my hair, kept exclaiming how extremely strong my coffee was. She doesn’t like strong coffee.

I still want this mug. “Coffee! You can sleep when you’re dead!”
I know maybe some people think it’s dumb to even attempt to overcome coffee addiction. Using coffee to wake up is a fact of life.
My reason is that I know how it affects me. And I don’t like the fact that I get withdrawal symptoms if I don’t have coffee. It’s not like it’s food or air. It’s something I could probably live without. I’m sure you could probably argue that this could apply to anything that I like, gadgets, trips to the salon, tomato soup… That’s fine. But I choose to draw my line at coffee.
This is not a post against coffee. I love it. I think it is wonderriffic. I will not turn down coffee every time. I just won’t have it every single day. I could live without the side effects of crashing and getting REALLY REALLY sleepy. Also, coffee withdrawal headaches are bad. I’ve had one for about 2 days now. Hmm…Let’s see…that’s also the amount of time that has passed since I last had coffee…interesting…
I guess my point was, the side effects are just not worth it to me…
I don’t know if I posted this strange connection yet…
In the SF Bay Area I grew up near a huge Filipino community in Daly City. My family recently moved near a city with another big Filipino community and that is Union City.
Down here in San Diego, the Filipinos are in National City. It’s important to note that both Union City and National City both have Filipino supermarkets called Seafood City (part of the same chain).
Later, my sister tells me that there are also lots of Filipinos in Jersey City.
Yeah. Astounding…
So are there any other “cities” that I missed?
It looks like from the things that I actually try to make, I’m evolving into a cook that only makes desserts. Why is that? I used to be more of a main course type of girl. Plus I don’t even particularly like sweets and end up throwing my leftovers out. I just threw out half a batch of muffins yesterday. Though they were good, I’m not gonna eat them. I think I like to bake because it warms up the house and it smells good. I should probably just invest in vanilla air freshener.