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.

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So long ineptitude...hello possibility and clean up

First inauguration above, 44th coming up in just 11 days.
Say good bye to how many years of ineptitude?

Earlier this summer we were driving through Pendleton about the
time president-elect, then candidate Obama was getting ready to
climb back into his official US plane and go to Montana.
We hung around the airport for about an hour while waiting
for his entourage. Daughter, pictured above, was not too interested,
but she got into it. My better half, above, told her this was a chance
of a life time as he would probably be the next prez.
The result is, as above. This is our hometown slice of political involvement
other than getting our Neumanesque mailman to
comment on our Obama sticker. Which lead to me filing
a complaint with the PO and getting an apology from
his supervisor. I really wanted an apology from the postal carrier who made it.
I digress....Time to get ready for work so more soon...next week think four day weekend!

We are less than 2 weeks from our 44th president being sworn in..although I would swear he is already running the country...where is Bush jr. these days besides making guest appearances in places he has never visited before...like dept of transportation for five minutes. Heard the mrs. got her last licks in with the purchase of a $200,000 in new china and a matching rug!

Hope against Hope

We have a new president-elect who seems to genuinely care about whether Americans are doing well or not. I feel 17 again-full of the same overpowering feelings of hope and possibility--as when I graduated so many thousands of days ago when I campaigned for the late George McGovern. I am pinching myself that we may be living with a thinking, planning, goal oriented compassionate government. And that the United States is on its way to becoming United.
My mother the ardent Republican told me three days post- Obama Tsunami that she is now hoping for the best. That's a great attitude Mom. I think AZ is really agreeing with you!
It's been a huge week in so many ways; court for James, dental work for daughter, a new President; so long to many Republic congressional fixtures; my former reporter MrsDomestic is my neighbor again at work; you can't imagine how lovely it is to look over and see that hardworking, bright newlywed. I feel much less alone on the job now. Grandson's football team won the Grid Kids Superbowl today. I didnt go but James did. I cant tolerate football games of any age or size since I can remember so I dont even try to fake it. College roommate was here with his friend and such a nice breakfast. I felt whole for having my friend of 30 years at the table with me. We had a fantastic Greek dinner last night with a fun young couple in their late 30s-such young energy and so engaged in their small happy life. I loved listening to them. I have books and magazine to read but I cant concentrate so its incessant online reading and online Scrabble. My Portland son (and only son) is coming to see us for a few days Mon-Wed. I cant wait. I miss he and his San Francisco sister...my oldest beautiful daughter so much. Never mind they are heading for 25 and 23.
Another court date in early Dec.

Please let us be done and let it be fair.

I have been beyond tired all week. So it's 6 p.m. and in the nightgown. I did get James Xmas gift today. Now I feel better. It was on sale. Dont think he reads my blog, but its QT cause you never know!
TTFN