Saturday, August 23, 2008


It's 90-something degrees outside and I'm on the second day of a garage sale (don't ask) and have to run to Target for a REQUIRED black sports bra for my daughter (again, don't ask). Thankfully there is a Starbucks in this Target. Is there anything more civilized? All I need is some caffeine, sugar, and ice cubes mixed together and a straw. But it's never that easy, is it?

"What size fat-o-chino did you order, again?"


I'm practically a frizzy puddle and she wants me to remember what fake size drink I ordered? I can barely read the menu because it's so humid that my eyeballs have fogged up. I haven't been through the TRAINING and I am not fluent in this made up language.

I just want something COLD!


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