got creamer?

world peace needs no complication. i'm fairly certain it comes down to one thing: office creamer. *i can drink my coffee black but why would i?

recently a colleague came around the corner and said very seriously, "we have a problem," over which my anticipating-needs-mind automatically started to whirl, "we're out of creamer" he finished.

"ohh..." i let out with equal seriousness, "that is a problem." we resolved it by a trip to the store. because there's nothing like making a fresh pot of really quality java and not having cream.

there's also nothing like opening up the mini fridge to find someone has bought a brand new container of half and half and written in sharpie marker "for all to use" with a little smiley face.

because i'm also fairly certain that this kind of day beginner releases little bubbles of happy seratonin straight into our bloodstream leading directly to smiling at small children, opening doors for people, and ultimately world peace and goodwill to all.

so do the heavy lifting, check those expiration dates. take turns. creamer makes the world go round.