Tag: coffee

1.50 Dealing

We’d both employed the same cunning strategy – waiting. Perhaps my “plan” wasn’t as lame as I’d previously thought.  The coffee seemed to need a few more minutes to seep into my system to bad I didn’t have the time. Even in this deluge…

1.49 My Flawless Plan

While Rye does not contain a single drive-thru Asian joint (which is a travesty), it does include an Italian one. So instead of eggrolls, I am eating spaghetti for dinner. While both countries of culinary origin reside in the same hemisphere – spaghetti does…

1.48 Wrinkles

Day six of my fourteen hour fortnight. FLYT held a general meeting last Friday which I missed due to the Fall Foliage Tour. It turns out one of the drivers came in sick with – swine, C, Spanish, bird, #10 – some variety of…

1.44 All Roads Lead To Rome

Sarah and Laney (and the boys) were sitting outside on the veranda sipping coffee when we returned. The three of us (and an amused plus two) headed straight into the dining room to snag our favorite flavor of danish before the breakfast bar closed. …

A Lovely Morning Elixir…

The best way to start your day!

1.39 Morning People

Swimming reluctantly up to consciousness, it took several moments for my brain to register the stomping outside my door as the reason why Mr. Sandman’s spell broke. Burrowing into the warm covers, I hoped a speck of his sand remained to help.… ….When the…

1.12 Dourwood’s Days Are Numbered!

I choked on my on the coffee. I was going to kill Wood – he’s such a liar – he never talked to her. Trying to compose a suitable answer in my head on the fly, while calculating the amount of money it would…