How To Smack The “Bitch” Out Of Me

Be an awesome friend and send me absolutely fabulous coffee!

After yesterday’s awful mood, I decided to brave the mailbox in the middle of the night (no, literally… I don’t leave my house while the sun’s out if I can help it).

There were three, yes that was THREE, motherfucking black widows hunting on their twisted web.  Waiting to eat me.

Have you ever seen a Black Widow’s web?  How about a whole colony’s web?  You know those really beautiful, perfect-looking webs like the little spider spins in Charlotte’s Web?  Yeah, these are NOTHING like that.  Black Widow webs look like crack-addict-gone bad messes.  No coherency whatsoever.

BUT BACK TO THE POINT.  Sorry.

Waiting in the safety of my mailbox was a key to one of the big mailboxes.

And in the BIG mailbox was a box with my address on it from a friend who owns a roasting business several states away from me.

You wanna know what was in the box?!  (Actually, I just wanted to say box one more time.  BOX! BOX! BOX!)

Surprise! (Even though I already blew the surprise, act surprised.  DO IT!)

allniteroasters

Those very beautiful blue bags contain absolutely heavenly-smelling coffee beans.

And my morning cup (okay… cups) of Chatter Box coffee passed the taste test with five stars.

Chatter Box

So after that, how could I possibly be in a bad mood?

Thank you, J, you rock and so does your coffee!

And if you’re a caffeine addict like me, it’s definitely worth ordering some (and so much better supporting a small business rather than… oh… something sold at Wal-fart).

You can find the coffee for All Nite Roasters here if you missed the link above.

Coffee… making insane mothers smile bigger than Prozac can since God-knows-when.

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9 Responses to “How To Smack The “Bitch” Out Of Me”

  1. Jessica Says:

    LOL thanks :) if you get mauled by a black widow while trying to get something i sent you out of your mail box, i will feel REALLY bad. and i am *really* glad you like the coffee. :D

  2. Stephanie Says:

    Ewwww Blackwidows, I am really starting to think they are out to get you!! I am sure Jess would feel horrible if you got eaten alive by those nasty little things!! The coffee looks delicious and I think I need to go order some from Jess!!!

  3. Tamra Says:

    I know… they really are. I think my hubby is going to spray ‘em with bug killer in the middle of the night so I’ll stop freaking out…

    And definitely do order some coffee! I haven’t tried the Ethiopia yet, but the chatterbox was really good. I’ll have to try the other and let you know!

  4. Amy Says:

    I had a bad black widow experience once. I was reading Harry Potter (the one with the man-eating spiders) and fell asleep. When I woke up there was a spider hanging from the ceiling above my head. It was about 2 inches from my nose. In my groggy state I thought I was dreaming about spiders because of the book…then I realized that I was awake and that it was a real spider. I slid sideways out of the bed, grabbed a tupperware container and captured the thing…upon closer inspection I realized it was a black widow. If you were closer I’d off the things for you.

  5. Tamra Says:

    AAGGGGHHHH! Nightmares! Sure you don’t want to take a stroll over to my end of the country and get rid of ‘em for me? I bake *really* good cookies!

  6. Rosanne Says:

    I’m not sure I can keep reading your blog if you keep talking about the scary spiders…

  7. Tamra Says:

    Aww, don’t worry Rosanne… I’m making a *very* yummy batch of cookies. They’ll make you feel better :-) .

  8. Amy Says:

    I’ll be half way there at the end of the month (Denver), but afraid I can’t make it all the way…tell James that Raid works wonders. He can be your hero.

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