Love and Coffee

So, I’ve been painting the kitchen. Again. It will be the third time since I moved in 3 years ago. But this is the first time I’ve painted the entire thing. Trim. Ceiling. All walls. All scratches. New caulking in all the cracks. I’m pretty much loving it. It’s so bright and shiny. I also decided to add shelves and change pictures etc. (I do that often in all the rooms of the house. ) I will show you the finished product of the kitchen later, but today I’ll show you what I’m hanging. I have three frames to fill. And have two pictures. I need a third. I am undecided.

I’m a coffee drinker. Though I haven’t always been. It wasn’t until my son was born that I actually drank coffee. Like black coffee. But now I like it with a little almond milk. And if I splurge,  little steamed regular milk. My husband loves coffee. And if I would let him, I’m pretty sure my kid would drink coffee.  And love it. (Coffee flavored ice cream is his favorite and I let him take his morning pill with my coffee. It’s his vice. He doesn’t like candy, but my morning coffee is a treat for him.)

Anyway. We love coffee.

So I am printing these.

They make me happy.

 

And I’ve been listening to this. The closer it gets to Thankgiving, the more I like French and Italian music. It makes me think of cooking. And I love cooking this time of year!

Mal O Main