The Mystery of the Coffee Creamer Bandit

I love coffee. I heart coffee. I have deep, profound feelings for coffee. I love the warmth and robustness of it. The flavor. The smell. I’m so glad I no longer need it to get through my day and I can love and appreciate it for other reasons instead of a crutch (thank you suppliments that heal my body and give me natural energy).  I love it whether it be plain, black, flavored (Gevalia Pecan Torte or Dunkin Donuts Blueberry are my favs), hot, iced, frothy or not, sugared and creamed, you name it. (I sounded a little like Bubba Gump verbally lovin’ on his shrimp right there). I love coffee. A part of my love affair with coffee means I try to keep a container of creamer in the fridge, sometimes flavored and sometimes not. I don’t use it every day but there are days I just want it so I like to have it there for use on a whim. Notice I said “TRY”. The reason I often have an absence of the sweet cream of the coffee gods is that I have at least (if not multiple) coffee creamer bandits that live in my house. I can buy a large container of creamer, put it in the fridge, and in no time at all…it’s empty. Like gone kind of empty. Someone, at some point in time, goes in to the kitchen, sneaks in to the fridge, and DRINKS THE COFFEE CREAMER right out of the container. My youngest once claimed he saw his Daddy drinking it, but Daddy swears that is a lie. One brother swears he saw the other brother drinking out of it, and that brother swears he saw the other brother drinking it as well. Sister says it’s both brothers and maybe even Dad too. It’s still happening after college daughter has moved away to college so I guess she is off the hook.  I have no idea who it could be. Is it unrealistic of me to ask for a minifridge for Christmas so I can keep it next to my side of the bed and padlock my precious necessities that I want to keep close and safe? I mean I’ll have to move my laundry rack….I mean treadmill out of the way to make room for the fridge but this is totally doable! Can you imagine having your own little box of cold encrusted goods at your disposal right next to your bed? I could lay in bed and watch Netflix and not get up for anything except the occasional bathroom break! It’s like introvert heaven! What would one add to their refrigerated bedroom arsenal? Of course my coffee creamer stock, and maybe throw in some yummy chocolates that would also get devoured if unprotected as well as a bottle of my beloved  Veuve Clicquot  (which I also want a lot of for Christmas). Not because anyone would drink that except me, but because why not have a bottle…I mean glass… of expensive champagne in bed every night?  I don’t think it’s unrealistic at all to ask for the minifridge. Do you? What is something a little out of the ordinary you want for Christmas?

 

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