Girls Write Out
Thursday, November 10, 2005

My name is Diann Hunt, and I’m a coffeeaholic.

When this happened, I have no idea. I mean, twelve years ago, I would have snubbed my nose at the mere mention of the bitter brew. But then someone had to go and add chocolate to it. Then as if that weren’t enough, they dealt the final blow by adding whipped dream. I mean, who can walk away from that?

I should have seen it coming. The fact that my car automatically turns into a Starbuck’s parking lot is a clue. Lingering in a coffee shop from, say, opening to closing, might be another indication. Then of course, there are the mocha and hazelnut candles flickering from every room in our house. The coffee air fresheners in the car. But the truth hit me like a blast of espresso when my husband came in the bedroom as I was getting ready for church last week and caught me dabbing latte behind my ears.

“You need help, Diann.”

“I know.” I tried to look appropriately ashamed, then I raised my mug to him. “You want some?” He walked away. I was glad.

I didn’t have enough to share.

Okay, so I had a problem. I could do without it, right? No big deal. It was only coffee. For four days I ignored the cat calls coming from my espresso machine. For a while I even ignored the jackhammer wrecking havoc with my head.

But just before the SWAT team was called in as I tackled the barista into handing over all her coffee beans, a wise friend called out that my head would get better if I eased off coffee. Which is another way of saying, go back on the caffeine.

I brushed off the barista, threw in an extra fifty cent tip for the Americano, and now my world is right once again.

One word of advice. Never, never, NEVER come between a menopausal woman and her mug of coffee. Trust me on this one. Things just get ugly.
Diann Hunt  
posted at 12:10 PM  
  Comments (9)
Delicious Delicious
At 1:13 PM, Blogger Denise Hunter said...

LOL, Di. I can so relate! Bring on the lattes!

At 1:50 PM, Blogger Ron Estrada said...

I think I realized my problem when my heart was beating hard enough to pop buttons off my shirt. By the way, for small deposit, Starbuck's will give you a key.

At 5:18 PM, Blogger Rhonda Gibson said...

Laughing, Di you are such a nut! Coffee behind the ears... who would have thunk it. I'm still a diet Dr. Pepper fien but I can thank you for my morning cup of mocha. yummmy!!!

At 6:56 PM, Blogger Robin Caroll said...

LOL....DOUBLE whipped cream!

At 7:22 PM, Blogger Kristin Billerbeck said...

I personally hold the world record for getting the most people addicted to our drug of choice, so I proudly state that caffeine is a must! Not really an addiction. Except that part for HAVING to have it or you might kill someone. I do believe that is addictive behavior.

My addiction started after my second son (colic king) was born. He goes in and orders for me now. He's a pro (at ten) and if he ever whines about waiting for me, I tell him it's his fault. Look for him on Oprah in a few years telling his sad tale of woe. : ) Kristin

At 7:01 AM, Blogger Colleen Coble said...

Yes, it's all Kristin's fault. She got me started on espresso too. And let's be clear about this. We're not really addicted to coffee, Di. It's ESPRESSO. Actual coffee isn't that big of a deal to us. Give us chocolate and whipped cream with shots of pungent espresso and we're in heaven!

At 10:25 AM, Anonymous Bethanie said...


i would like to blame kristin for my coffee addiction too. can i do that? it's ashley stockingdale really. have a character addicted to coffee, and it makes you think... "hmm maybe i'll try it" of course, i suppose it was REALLY when they plonked a gloria jeans right outside where i work.... (we don't have starbucks here) - and now i'm their best customer.

bring on the latte!

At 1:07 PM, Blogger Rebecca Barlow said...

STOP, stop....I can't take it anymore!!

A moment of silence please, for the day I had to give up caffeine (thanks to pregnancy), and the fact that a single espresso now, could either send me for a visit to the ER or merely keep me in a maniac frenzy of cleaning house (Yuk) for 24-48 hours straight!!

Nowadays, I hang out in the local coffee house for a variety of reasons: 1-to prevent social ostracism, 2-to drink in the smell, 3-to work on a project sans housework and children, 4-to accompany my compassionate and darling, but coffee addicted husband, and 5-to challenge even the best baristas into making the best coffee tasting caffeine-free, sugar-free (yes, another moment of silence), and often dairy free beverage that I can get them to create for me!!!

At 6:08 PM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

LOL, Rebecca!! Just so you know, I did take a moment of silence in your honor. ;-)


Post a Comment

<< Home

The Authors
Kristin Billerbeck
Kristin Billerbeck is a proud Californian, wife, mother of four, and connoisseur of the irrelevant. She writes Christian Chick Lit; where she finds need for most of the useless facts lulling about in her head.

Colleen Coble

Colleen Coble writes romantic suspense with a strong atmospheric element. A lovable animal of some kind--usually a dog--always populates her novels. She can be bribed with DeBrand mocha truffles.

Denise Hunter

Denise Hunter writes women's fiction and love stories with a strong emotional element. Her husband says he provides her with all her romantic material, but Denise insists a good imagination helps too.

Diann Hunt

Diann Hunt writes romantic comedy and humorous women's fiction. She has been happily married forever, loves her family, chocolate, her friends, chocolate, her dog, and well, chocolate.

Hannah Alexander

Cheryl Hodde writes romantic medical suspense under the pen name of Hannah Alexander, using all the input she can get from her husband, Mel, for the medical expertise. For fun she hikes and reads. Out of guilt, she rescues discarded cats. She and Mel are presently taking orders from four pampered strays.

Enter your Email

Powered by FeedBlitz