I saw this and knew our kitchen needed it … or, rather I needed it.  OH how I look forward to my half hour of peace and quiet early in the morning with my mug full of coffee.  I’ll have two if I’m really tired; Café du Monde with chicory, a spoonful of Truvia, and hazelnut almond milk creamer.  Aaahhh.  The aroma filling the kitchen makes me happy, and sitting in our den looking out over the creek fills me with peace before the demands of the day set in.  As my day progresses, (sometimes depending upon how it progresses,) I find myself looking forward to having a glass of red wine … or two.  Unlike the immutable ritual of my coffee, I have enjoyed my Cabernet Sauvignon out on our side porch, on our swing in front, sitting on the stone bench by our koi pond out back, and in the bathtub.  As I write I notice all of these choices are tranquil, relaxing ones.  When I was pregnant I truly thought the alcohol would be harder to give up than the caffeine.  I was wrong, something for which I am both thankful and admittedly surprised.  The American actress Sandra Bullock once said, “I gave up coffee.  It’s almost worse than giving up a lover.”  For me wine these days is becoming something I equally look forward to; I can see why it has earned the moniker “Mommy Juice.”  Regardless, the one thing I can honestly say is, whether morning or evening, and for whichever one it is — it’s about time.