I've been editing the senior pictures I took on Sunday. The consistency of my work flow depends entirely too much on coffee. I get a lot done with a full cup in my hand. My "Garden for Victory" cup is one of the biggest I own and I love it!!!
And I get very sad when my coffee runs out. And I always think of my dad. He used to always show me is empty cup of coffee and say "Isn't this sad?" That was his code for fill 'em up. I'm not sure if my brothers ever got my dad coffee, but I know I filled up lots of cups for him. Maybe that's where I get my coffee addiction and dependency from.
On a totally random note... anyone notice the difference between the photos??
Back to editing, I go.
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