Got up this a.m. and hubby didn't have any coffee made. Horrors!!!
"What happened? Where's the java?"
"Pot is broke. It was making all kinds of noises."
Bummer. What's a gal to do when the coffee pot breaks down? Well, if one's daughter is up, you can run next door and borrow her extra pot or make a cup in her Kuerig. However, when it is 6 a.m., ya don't wanna wake that little bear. No, no, no.
So, I just poured some coffee in a coffee filter, gathered it shut, and clipped it with a paper clip. You know. One of those big chrome and black ones? Worked like a charm. Then I placed my coffee-ball-bag in a pot of water, brought it to a boil, waited a few minutes and "TA DAH!" Coffee, my way. A whole pot. All I had to do is warm it a bit in the microwave to the temp my dainty little tongue tolerates. Ahhh... the joy of being me. Sometimes I amaze myself.