How did I live life before iced coffee? Granted, with a young toddler in my life, I sleep less than ever these days (yeah, I totally know that’s the 500th time I’ve mentioned it), so maybe that’s why I can’t imagine a life (and especially a morning) without a frosty glass of the stuff clutched between my desperate hands.
Who knows, though. Maybe the sleep deprivation thing is an excuse. I mean, either way, I just plain love the stuff.
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