Funny how smells trigger memories...

For as much as I love feeling like a loser every morning, and even though the streets were wiiiiiide open, Timmy's was a mess this morning. I suspect it was bosses buying donuts and shit for anyone who bothered to come into work this morning... but whatever.....

Point is, I had to get coffee from the caf-type place downstairs... now, they have flavoured coffees, which are kinda fun, but it just really threw me when I smelled the Vanilla Hazelnut one. Totally took me back to Saturday mornings at my parents' house in Toronto. See, regular coffee was "to get the job done" during the week, but when you had time to enjoy it, my mum would make various other flavoured, or otherwise exotic blends.

I know this is neither here nor there... but whatever. I was amused.