Today i am thankful for coffee, that substance that makes me human, and able to deal with my day, which is drank in peace.  – Cathy Ann Nash

Does it seem odd to have a prayer of thanks for coffee?  Well, maybe…  but don’t we all thank the Lord for coffee every morning anyway?  I know I sure do!  Let’s be thankful today for coffee:a-prayer-poem-for-thanksgiving

This coffee falls into your stomach, and straightway there is a general commotion. Ideas begin to move like the battalions of the Grand Army of the battlefield, and the battle takes place. Things remembered arrive at full gallop, ensuing to the wind. The light cavalry of comparisons deliver a magnificent deploying charge, the artillery of logic hurry up with their train and ammunition, the shafts of with start up like sharpshooters. Similes arise, the paper is covered with ink; for the struggle commences and is concluded with torrents of black water, just as a battle with powder.  – Honoré de Balzac, “The Pleasures and Pains of Coffee”

It’s not a coincidence that coffee is a part of mornings all over the world.  Don’t you think it’s just another way that God makes life easier for us?  That may seem like a simple explanation to you, but it’s really what I believe.  I don’t think God wants us to struggle to exist here.  I believe He provides things – some big and some small – meant to help us along.  It’d be a shame if we failed to thank Him for all of it, wouldn’t it?

Lucinda is thankful for coffee too.  Take a look at this cute poem:

three-cupsOkay, I’m not a prankster at all, but I did find this You Tube video of coffee pranks – and I laughed and laughed.  😀  Maybe there’s someone you’d like to pull a coffee prank on at Thanksgiving though.  I hear some families are really into pranks.  🙂

I wish for you a fun day of coffee pranks if that’s what you want.  I wish for your coffee to be strong enough, and your work day to be short.  I wish for you as much laughter as you can possibly stand this day.  Enjoy!  😉






Bell Telephone introduced the first commercial push-button telephone on November 18, 1963. It was installed first in Carnegie and Greensburg, Pennsylvania, just outside of Pittsburgh. The push-button phone replaced the rotary dial phone, which had been in use for decades. Customers had to be convinced to use the new phones.  Promotions such as this one at the 1963 Seattle World’s Fair, showing people how much time they would save by using the new push button phone vs. the old rotary style phone showed folks that this was true innovation and a new push button phone would be worth purchasing.

Wow – what a time saver!  LOL!!!

I was an only child growing up in the 1960’s.  To say I got bored with my own company would be a dramatic understatement.  As a rule I knew how to entertain myself, but the odd occasion arose (especially in the summertime) when I pulled pranks on the poor people who were forced to share a party line with us.  I know – I’ve burst your bubble – I’m not the angel you thought I was.  Oh well.

Some of you know what a party line is – but there are some of you who are scratching your heads and saying, “Party line?  What the heck is a party line?”  Well, it will date me, but I’ll do my best to explain.

For some reason (that I’m not privy to), telephone customers had to share phone lines back then.  Sometimes when we wanted to make a call, we’d pick up the receiver and there would be someone just chatting away on the line.  The polite thing to do was to gently (ever so gently) lay the receiver back in the cradle – wait – and wait some more – until the other person got off the phone.  Usually the party on the other end would notice the interruption and cut their conversation short.  It was proper etiquette and good manners to get off the phone when you realize that the person sharing the party line wanted to use it.

Of course when you have an only child – under ten years old – decorum and manners are at times foreign concepts.  OK, I was a brat.  To the person sharing our party line in the 1960’s – I apologize! 

Daddy brought home a brand new teal blue push-button telephone one spring day in 1968.  I was 7 years old and captivated by the new “toy”.  From that time on, when I picked up the phone and heard someone talking on the party line, I played one of my favorite songs on the push-button phone, for you see, along with each push of the button was a different tone.  If you push certain buttons you heard certain tones.  Well – that’s like giving candy to a musician and we love it!  To me as a 7-year old, it was a musical instrument.

I became a virtuoso at playing OLD MACDONALD and the theme to GREEN ACRES on the push-button telephone.  Funny thing is, I don’t think the person or persons sharing our party line was ever terribly impressed with my accomplishments.  Hmm…  I can’t imagine why.  😉