School starts today. Math is first off. I wanted to get it out of the way. :(

I used to be a morning person. Up bright and early, cheerful and sunny-tempered. Hah! How things change as one ages! I've come to savor moments I can spend lying down after smacking the snooze button. Burrowing into the blankets, I sometimes drift back asleep. Other times, I lie there plotting my day. When I finally arise, it's usually grumbily till I have that first cup of coffee.

And folks ask why I left Hawaii to move to Seattle! Hah! We have more coffee here!

Once upon a time, when I was an Army Reservist, I'd drive up to Seattle where our Reserve Center is for weekend drills. I'd stop, like most of the other soldiers, at 7-11 to fill a big mug of coffee so I could get in gear. Things changed and in my more recent stint in the National Guard, I'd stop by Starbucks to fill a big mug with a caramel macchiato. And instead of generic coffee in the coffeepot at the Armory, one of our analysts brought in a pound of coffee each month (she worked at Starbucks while going to school) and threw out the prior month's as "stale." Stale! We used to keep the same tin of coffee for almost a full year!

Anyway, I hear the little pot behind me finishing up its last gurgles and I need to get my books in gear for class this morning. It's sunny outside. I hope everyone has a bit of sunshine today.

School starts today. Math is first off. I wanted to get it out of the way. :(

I used to be a morning person. Up bright and early, cheerful and sunny-tempered. Hah! How things change as one ages! I've come to savor moments I can spend lying down after smacking the snooze button. Burrowing into the blankets, I sometimes drift back asleep. Other times, I lie there plotting my day. When I finally arise, it's usually grumbily till I have that first cup of coffee.

And folks ask why I left Hawaii to move to Seattle! Hah! We have more coffee here!

Once upon a time, when I was an Army Reservist, I'd drive up to Seattle where our Reserve Center is for weekend drills. I'd stop, like most of the other soldiers, at 7-11 to fill a big mug of coffee so I could get in gear. Things changed and in my more recent stint in the National Guard, I'd stop by Starbucks to fill a big mug with a caramel macchiato. And instead of generic coffee in the coffeepot at the Armory, one of our analysts brought in a pound of coffee each month (she worked at Starbucks while going to school) and threw out the prior month's as "stale." Stale! We used to keep the same tin of coffee for almost a full year!

Anyway, I hear the little pot behind me finishing up its last gurgles and I need to get my books in gear for class this morning. It's sunny outside. I hope everyone has a bit of sunshine today.