{"id":195,"date":"2012-02-27T12:21:41","date_gmt":"2012-02-27T20:21:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/carolineadejong.com\/?p=195"},"modified":"2012-02-27T12:21:41","modified_gmt":"2012-02-27T20:21:41","slug":"give-me-coffee","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/carolineadejong.com\/?p=195","title":{"rendered":"Give me coffee!"},"content":{"rendered":"I got to thinking about coffee. I\u2019m a self-proclaimed caffeine addict. In fact, as I write this, I\u2019m drinking a venti toffee nut latte from Starbucks. I need caffeine in the morning, whether at five or ten. And part of it, I\u2019m sure, is psychological. I need the caffeine in coffee to jump-start my day. But I also think some of it\u2019s necessary. The days I don\u2019t have coffee, I get an all-day, excruciatingly painful headache. It\u2019s basically withdrawal. Some say I\u2019m addicted to caffeine. That\u2019s a decently tame vice that most of us Starbucks-lovers have, I\u2019d say. And I won\u2019t give it up. I won\u2019t give up coffee for Lent, nor will I give up coffee if I\u2019m on a camping trip. I will find that coffee. I will avoid that awful headache. And you know what? I\u2019m okay with that. I\u2019m a coffee addict. And I love it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"