Mom says that it is not cold here; we just think it is cold. I know I kind of believe that it is colder in the “normal” places, but it has to be kind of cold here in some ways and I found one way this morning.
This morning I got up feeling groggy and remembering that it is not really cold, just “cold.” My eyes were rather cloudy, my body was awake, but my brain was hardly out of dreaming, so I recited a memorized and robotic “Hi” as I walked past Mom to the bathroom. When I got there I realized that some things even in Texas are cold. The toilet seat is cold.
But a good latte makes it all better. Megan and I are always competing in lattes. I find that it works best to just find ingredients and mix them around. Here are the most commonly used in our house:
1/2 a cup of coffee, and milk
Add however much of:
- Heavy Whipping cream
- Chocolate syrup
- Anything yummy and chocolatish
What do you think is good?