But I really have to. Reallllllly. You’re like my entire day’s intake of carbs. You cost me like $5 a day. It’s horrible. You’re my Achilles Heel with all your tasty milky goodness.
Tomorrow we crawl back onto the coffee we make at home with heavy cream wagon. Lattes should be treats, and treats are not something you get every single day.
Le sigh. Plus side, if I don’t go to Starbucks I won’t see those fucking Pumpkin Cream Cheese muffins mocking me from behind the glass case. Seriously, those bitches are like the mythical Sirens of baked goods.
Thank you, internet friend!
Same to you - let us all serve as each other’s motivation and inspiration.
Thanks, friend! I hope your day kicks ass :)
No, YOU are!
No, even better - we BOTH are! :)