Farlucks tale of Once upon a coffee pot

Coffee is my sacred vice. It's beyond a must, it's life.
This morning my 3 month old cheap pot which knew i didnt love it, broke underneath. All but 2 cups dripped out on the floor from beneath the pot; to buy another cheapie or invest in a ceramic air pot type that I had been eyeing at the local coffee shop I shall call farlucks. The better half and I were on our way home when he took a sharp right and parked in front of farlucks.
We purchased the ceramic air pot super deluxe on sale plus 10 percent discount and a free pound of coffee (all this makes a joe lover's heart pound and gyrate). Drove home 30 miles and set up a test....but our new pot was half filled with old coffee (disgusting) and had no cord. Ring ring local farlucks....bring it right down....better half did so and brought home another pot and sorry gifts: 2 new mugs, a container of cookies. We pour some water in the top and then a mess of it came flying out of the brewer and not into the pot. The spring was missing from this pot that allowed the coffee to come out of the brewer in an orderly stream, into the pot. Ring ring, hello farlucks....omg, bring it back. 20 minutes later coffee pot number three is doing all the right things; we have more sorry gifts, all gifts now total 63 dollars and the pot itself was 89. Quite a night trying to achieve coffee ambiance.
I would have actually used the old pot and taken the mishappen first pot back 30 miles tomorrow but I had already thrown it in the garbage can with a so there bag of trash on top of it.
I was off work today after a rigorous week (thanks for so much help and back up mrs. dom.) So for the first time ever, better half and i were able to attend a daytime program of grandson number 2s.
It was an intricate, thoughtful, pretty mature in content MLK celebration and recognition program. Like all school programs I was squirming after 20 minutes; but it was amazing. Old movie clips, videos, kids saying his words and reciting poems, singing song after song. The best kids school program ever. Wow!
We had attended grandson #1's program at his old elementary school where the drama teacher is a member of the rainbow coalition and has visions of his kids being off broadway stars. Last year's xmas program was a flamboyant spaghetti western musical featuring maybe 12 of the school's 300 kids and the drama teacher dressed in his chaps taking too many bows. It was a bad dream for three years to pretend like it was OK; it was always wrong and thats another story for another day.

We got a bottle of Asti to uncork on midnight of Jan. 20.Thank God almighty we will be free at last.

Richard: minions is right. Good riddance to garbage.

TTFN