You Know You Need Coffee When

   

YOU KNOW YOU NEED COFFEE WHEN...

You are woken up by two big bassets drooling on your face.

You pass by Mc D's and the Caramel Frappe calls to you, "Forget your diet. You know you want to  come and pick me up. I'm here... come get me."

It's 2:00 in the afternoon and to your children it is the Looney Tune hour. Wooo Hoooo Hoooo Wooo Hooo Hooo Woo. But to you it is, yawn, naptime.

You have just held a 15 minute conversation with your child in the backseat of your van, only to realize you dropped him off at class a while back and he is not even in the vehicle. Oops ;)

The caffeine headache has begun to creep in.

 

You look everywhere for the sunglasses that are on your head.

You try to explain algebra to your totally teenage son.

It's a chilly winter Texas day and the fire is going.

You turn the van around to check if the garage is shut more than once a week.

 

You try to explain how to be a good loser to your little guy.

Coca Cola is not available.

When no one can agree on what Wii game to play and it leads to a physical brawl pile up in the living room.

When Jimmy Fallon is just too funny to miss.

You have Mr. C's So papilla Cheesecake. Mrs. C must also like coffee. Come to think of it Mr. and Mrs. C need to come over for So papilla cheesecake and coffee.

It is offered free with foofy creamer. 

You have been wearing one dangly earring all day.

You were up way too late watching Jimmy Fallon and it's time to wake up and teach homeschool.

You ask sternly five times who left something out in the wrong place, only to be told by a sweet voice, "I think it was you, mom." Oh, sorry.

You think it is totally trendy and cool for an over forty mom to wear a smokey eye. Only to go to piano lessons with black goo buggers in the creases and mascara sweat under your eyes. Ah la Alice Cooper. Don't be scared sweet piano teacher.

You drive your husband's brand new car and have no idea how to work the air. So when it is hot outside you blow the blazen hot heater inside the car and vice versa. "We'll be there in 15 minutes boys just deal with it," you say to your kiddos in the backseat. Crud! I dropped them off. It's just me in here.

Your husband brews it for you in the morning while you are still in bed. Quietly, the warm aroma wafts over you and draws you to the kitchen.

As my man and I always say every morning, "It's time to make the donuts..."