i hate coffee in the sandbox

this happens every weekend morning:
my first thought 'oh great henry dropped a load in his diaper.'
my second thought 'oh wait, that's just pp's coffee brewing.'
me: 'hey I thought Henry pooped but its just your coffee'
pp: 'grrrrrrrr'

another thing to indicate i am backsliding: my brother got me a pound of coffee at xmas (he didn't know what to get me) and forgot i had my own grinder, so he ground it at the place. i think it's fine! is my next step buying hazelnut coffee at safeway

a surprisingly good coffee grinder- the magic bullet