cat yoga

The cat is asleep in a shoe box on my desk. If I move the shoe box from her spot she sits on whatever important file is sitting there and stares me down. 

After the sun comes up she will want her box carried to the window for early morning birding.

She has also taken up yoga. I find her laying in the sun on the yoga mat all stretched out in a pose with her head on the foam block used for more advanced stretches. It is hard to admit the cat has advanced in yoga further than I have.

I have not yet discovered how those scratches got on the Pilates ball.

coffee obsession, I'm not picky...

I am, in fact, out of coffee. I am not terrible particular about my coffee, other than there needs to be lots of it.

OK, like intravenous would be my preference.

I don't like flavored coffees, they give me a headache. I don't like "cheap" coffee, it upsets my stomach with too much acid. And I would never try one of those cup-machine-things, not only is the concept just out right wrong, I hear they taste like stale cigarette butts in water.

I prefer Sumatran or Italian roast, depending on my mood. I like to keep both drip and espresso grounds in stock, and I drink it black. I use to drink a 4 shot Americano, or four, a day but switched to drip when teaching because I took to carrying around a pump pot. 

I prefer independent coffee houses based on principal but will drink Starbucks, although it often upsets my stomach and frequently tastes funny. I have been buying Starbucks beans since landing in the middle of nowhere and having not yet found an independent roaster. I have not yet gotten over the concept of Dunkin Donuts coffee.

I am coffee obsessing and may need to go to the store. now.