My Dog's Better Than Your Dog...

So, since Niki didn't watch those videos, I'm going to fill this post with massive amounts of "inside jokes" referring to their subject matter that only those of us living in the 21st century will understand. Well...not really. But it made me chuckle to type that. If you have dial up, just get the bottom one to load, if you have time. It is completely worth it. It is about hate being good. You'll love it.

I made a coffee house quality homemade chai latte today. I did it for much less than you just bought yours for down at the local "FuFu Express Espresso." And I'd bet you mine tasted as good, if not better. For less than a buck for 32oz, try it and see:

2 Bigelow Chai (or Vanilla Chai) tea bags steeped in 1/2 to 2/3 cup water
1 1/2 cup milk microwaved and frothed with hand frother
1 tablespoon plus 1 teaspoon honey (be generous)

Pour hot tea over honey to melt and combine, then pour in the frothed milk. Use the frother to blend the contents of the cup. Enjoy.

Now, if you don't have a hand frother, go buy one on eBay for $5 or search froogle for a "milk frother." Or you can go to your local kitchen store and shell out $20 for one. It's up to you. But that, and a stove top espresso maker are the only 2 things standing between you and top notch coffee house quality drinks made in your own home for a fraction of the price.

Actually, I lied. I made 3 chai lattes today. One for Jen (read on), then one for me, then one for me again because the first one was sooooo good.

More fast facts about tea: 2 cups of black tea contain as many heart healthy flavonoids as a serving of fruit or vegetables. So I'm going on 2.5 servings for the day, and I have an apple and banana, along with 10 cups more of green tea to consume. This is fairly average for me. I need to start drinking more black tea, though. Also, scientists think they have finally identified the anti-cancer agent in green tea. It has been believed to be anti-cancerous for a long time, but they finally have some definitive findings. And according to a story by MSNBC, black tea consumption may lower bad cholesterol levels and could one day be used to help reduce the chance of heart disease for those at risk, as reported by a US research team.

Niki will be disappointed with this post today too, because the following is something that she has already seen in some form. I will warn my readers that the following true story that I wrote this morning refers to sex, but does not describe anything about it, just mentions it as an issue in a positive context. It is also in the context of a marriage covenant and it wouldn't violate those already aware of sex. It is very much worth reading, I just put up my warning because of all the "family friendly" labeled blogs I'm attached to. Enjoy.

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Jen was going to set the alarm to go off early this morning. I’ll leave it to your imagination as to why. Well, she totally forgot. She knew it was important to me. Since we keep slightly different schedules, she woke me from my slumber and told me she forgot and apologized. I told her that I forgave her and I meant it. I felt a little disappointed, but there was no point to carrying on. It wasn’t about to make “it” happen any sooner. I do have a significantly higher drive than she does, so it is important that it happens, but what good would it have done me to concern myself further with it?

In my tired stupor, I laid there in bed trying to go back to sleep. I couldn’t. My brain decided to fire up and get really busy. I can’t really remember what I was thinking about, but that isn’t really important. I think God was nudging me awake. So, I got up. I put some water on to boil, got out the honey, and microwaved some milk. I steeped three bags of chai tea, added the honey and frothed the milk. Putting my concoction together, I took it in to Jen, who was in the bathroom with the door closed and had no real clue that I was even out of bed. She was surprised to see me, and even more surprised that I had something for her. She unnecessarily apologized again, and I told her not to. That wasn’t why I was there. I spent a little more time with her and followed her around for the next 10 minutes before she left for work. She really enjoyed the chai latte and it really spoke to her. It is her “love language.”

As she left for work, I watched her leave from the front door. I thought to myself how fortunate I was to be married to her. I consider myself a lucky man. Something not based on sex, but on love. I think I am actually beginning to understand what 1 Corinthians 13 love is.

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Here's a short video of Beeker from the Muppets rapping to a remix of one of the tracks from the score of Clue. This is worth more than just a few laughs.



I think that is all for today. Tune in tomorrow for more fun.

Blessings,

Big J

"Man is fond of counting his troubles, but he does not count his joys. If he counted them up as he ought to, he would see that every lot has enough happiness provided for it." Fyodor Dostoevsky