Yesterday, I did the Unthinkable.

I made what I thought was enough coffee for both of us on a lazy Saturday morning, except that my dear, sweet husband decided to use a giant mug.

When I went back for my second cup of coffee, there was only half a cup left!

So I did the unthinkable.  I kept the last half cup in my mug.  I then proceeded to pour a little more water through the already-used grounds to fill up my cup all the way.  I re-used coffee grounds, y'all!  I have turned into my uncle. (Love you, Frank). 

The saddest part is that I don't think it's due to my being cheap.  This was an act of pure laziness.  Dave has no understanding of laziness.  I envy him.  It comes so naturally to me.

**Off-topic, but I got some "Cinnabon" coffee creamer, and it's glorious.