A Dream Come True

So the other night…as we were falling asleep, I mumbled something about how nice it would be to have coffee wake me in the morning. You know, the aroma of fresh brewed coffee wafting through the early morning air and tickling your senses until your eyes simply must open? I thought it would also be some mighty good inspiration for getting out of bed in the morning, especially on the grey mornings when it’s cold and dismal outside.

So, the man went to this place and ordered one of those fancy Italian coffee makers with a programable timer on it. And it arrived yesterday. The box was huge and I worried the machine would be bigger than our tiny kichen but it was swathed in styro peanuts and a another big box. I took it out of it’s protective covering and oooh, was it purty. Black and shiny and sleek looking. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d had such a pretty coffee maker.

I did the usual routine of running water through it a few times to get any weird junk or plastic-y smell out of it. Rinsed it out, shined it up and put it in its rightful place on the kitchen counter. The old coffee maker didn’t get the heave-ho, since I’m a big believer in always having a back up, but it’s up on the tippy top shelf and will likely remain there.

I was trembling with excitement when later in the evening I set up the new machine to brew coffee for the morning. I read the manual, followed the instructions and hoped for the best. I have to admit it was a little hard to sleep because I was really excited to see if the coffee maker would do its job and provide coffee for us first thing in the morning, but eventually I fell off and dreamed of shiny black kitchen appliances.

On the dot at 7 am I began to hear the gentle gurgling of coffee being brewed, followed by the warm, mellow aroma that only comes from morning coffee. My new coffee maker had come through. The man turned over and said, “I smell coffee.” I giggled and said, “It’s a dream come true, honey.” I got up and walked the seven steps to the kitchen and lo and behold a full pot of coffee awaited me. I greedily filled my cup, added some cream and took a sip. It was delicious. I’m still sipping on it as I write this and I have to say I will never go back to non-programable coffee makers. This is just too good and a little slice of heaven. Ain’t modern technology grand?