I had planned to write something else, today (maybe I’ll write it later) but then I got this email from my mom. I just had to put it up here. Talk about a testimonial!

Dear Deb,

    I told you to bring me my next box of ganocoffee.  You haven’t showed up and it’s been two days.  You are a horrible saleswoman.  Besides that if I run out I’ll die, so get yourself over here with the next box.  If you don’t I’ll – - well, you just never know what I’ll do and you really don’t want to find out.

    For years I’ve been incontenent.  I think that’s what you call it.  I looked it up on the internet and it says that all women are if they’ve had even two children.  Well, I love my kids and wouldn’t trade them for anything, BUT I also hate to wear all that stuff that I thought I wouldn’t need any more when I got to a certain age.  Here I was, wearing it all again, and your coffee showed up.  Suddenly I don’t need it any more.  I mentioned it to Dad, and he said, “Oh, it’s that coffee.  I was having to race to the bathroom and if it wasn’t open, I had an accident.  It happened several times.  Now I’m back to being dignified.  I can hold it both ways and it’s getting better every day.” 

    Neither of us want to go back to racing to the bathroom and if it’s occupied going into the shower room with a tin can to take care of the problem until the bathroom is free.  Get over here with the next box of coffee or we’ll both loose our dignity again.  It’s too precious to loose if we don’t have to.

    Remember you’re “the coffee lady”.

Love, Mom

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