This morning I woke up to the smell of freshly made blueberry muffins and a pot of tea on the stove. Bless his heart, my fiance knows how to put me in a good mood. He's definitely a keeper.
I was so excited that I drank up all the tea without realizing it had two tea bags in it. Some of you longtime readers may have heard about my reserved-for-emergencies-only caffeine policy. During college, I weaned myself off the stuff so I could hit that sauce when I needed to pull an all-nighter (ask pp, it wasn't that uncommon). So nowadays when I have a cup, I'll be up for a minimum of 40 hours, easy--and likely to be found bouncing off the walls.
That's where I'm at right now, skippity-doo-dah-ing all over the place. I'm betting H had no idea he'd get so much entertainment from one pot of tea.
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i realize now that the link in this post goes to the coffee situation that kept me from sleeping/packing for that september 2005 NYC trip--the one during which i had those fateful text messages with H. maybe i couldn't sleep that night because i was excited about what i didn't realize was going to happen!
They do have decaf tea nowadays...
nothing worse than too much caffeine keeping you up at night.
Tea makes everything better, so I am of the opinion that you can never have too much tea.
Believe me, I learned my lesson. I'll never use two tea bags again. In fact, right now, I'm removing half of the contents of all remaining tea bags in the house...
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