I’m not supposed to have caffeine anymore. Without going into major detail, it wasn’t getting along with my stomach. I had a slight panic attack at that news. Not because I’m a coffee addict, because I’m most definitely not. The majority of my caffeine comes from latte-type drinks four times a week and a daily does of green tea. (Well, and chocolate. Who could forget chocolate?)
The panic set in because I really, really do love a mocha or caramel macchiato, or a coffee frap of some sort from one of our local coffee spots. It took way longer than it should have to figure out, duh!…decaf. So I was spared. Whew!
Thank Dog for decaf.