Into the Fire

I come from a long line of coffee drinkers, but I could never develop a taste for it. I love the smell of it brewing, but I can’t stand the taste. I don’t like mocha-flavored anything because I hate the taste of coffee.

Many people (my husband included) swoon and drool over dark chocolate. I’d rather not eat chocolate if dark is all that is available. So I buy him dark chocolates, and then I don’t eat his candy.

I’d rather eat chocolate chip cookie dough without the chocolate chips because most people make the cookies with semi-sweet chocolate—I like the dough better than the cooked cookie.

If Pepsi is the only cola offered, I won’t drink it. I’m a Coca Cola girl all the way.

Is there any real reason to eat beets or parsnips?

I truly do detest bathroom humor. None of it is even remotely funny to me.

If we go to a movie, I’ll never order popcorn. Not really fond of it.

I find myself getting really annoyed with typos and other word errors in (royalty) published books. It’s unprofessional.

Thank you, Lord, for the wonders of your love. Help me to be kind, real, and always obedient to you. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.