First, our brand new dashboard hula girl that Chris brought back from Hawaii a few weeks ago has died. There doesn't seem to be foul play involved so I think it was a suicide. The noise of three kids in such a confined space was too much for her I guess.
Secondly, as you know, I am a Starbucks addict. You also know I don't like to try new things. This morning, however, I decided to try a drink my mother-in-law had suggested. I go to Starbucks for coffee, not for anything else and this confirms why. Holy hell. It tasted like the cafeteria used to smell after they'd cleaned it when I was in elementary school. What is in that drink? Any bad mood or yelling at my kids today I am totally holding Starbucks responsible.
The day is not a total wash, though. My house is being cleaned, the air conditioner is having it's 6 month sevice so that Thermostat War can commence without a hitch, I'm headed to the gym for an hour of
kid-free time sweating, and we're having Chiliberries for dinner tonight.
Happy Friday, friends.