Like every morning, I wearily walked into my kitchen, opened the refrigerator and began looking for my hazelnut coffee creamer (which my husband affectionately calls crap cream). Panic ensued...where is my beloved red capped bottle of non-creamy goodness?! I can't be out of it. Please...I'll have to use my husband's half and half which just isn't the same! My heart was racing. But alas, there it stood, leaning over another bottle in the back as if to say, "Here I am. Love me." Morning saved.
We all have our vices.
We all have our vices.
Funny! I don't drink coffee...but hubby goes for the French Vanilla fix.
ReplyDeleteHell yeah! I use the flavored non-dairy creamer, too AND I hide it in the back of my fridge when those "I drink it black" coffee people show up !!
ReplyDeleteIt's so great to know I'm not alone!
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