One of my favourite things in this world is my automatic coffee pot. You know the one with the clock on it that you can program to go off at what ever hour you choose? Yup that one. My girlfriend prefers her french press. I'm not so picky. I just love mine because I can set it to un holy o'clock so that it is ready for me when I wake. It never ceases to make me happy, that smell of coffee first thing as I wake up. It kinda reminds me of my dad (who likes his coffee black and lots of it please!) It makes me think of him every morning.
The other smell I think of with my Dad is fresh beef. This isn't as strange at it seems as he is a butcher. I get nostalgic every time I open a roast. Memories of my dog happily licking his shoes and hugs as he came through the door after a long day at work. It's a happy smell.
I miss my Dad and not just because I found a dead fish in the fish tank either!
Good morning world! I figured I'd blog early as I have 3 board of directors meetings this week.
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