And let me tell you, the LMTYS house was beyond ready to get the kids BACK TO SCHOOL. The squabbling and bickering and sniping and tattle-taling is out of control, folks, and this mama is DONE. I took the children swimming because - what FUN! Swimming!!
And when we were done I promised them Starbucks. Beloved, blissful, quieting Starbucks. We went through the drive-thru and everybody got silent and my Venti Cinnamon Dolce latte sat in my cupholder singing the joys of a few minutes of peace and quiet and a bunch of calories.
And we drove home, and it was lovely. And we got home and the Bigs got out of the car and ran to the house and I set my 20oz beautiful latte on top of the van so I could let the Honeybadger out of her carseat.
I think you can guess what happened next. I looked up to see my coffee falling down. On my head. And the ground. My beautiful high-caloric escape from reality splashed everywhere on the snowy road and van.
And then my car, my lovely new smarter-than-humans car beeped at me. I like to think it was saying Sorry to see you've dropped your coffee that must be a miserable first world problem. But I'm pretty sure it was saying "Hey dummy: I have FIFTEEN CUPHOLDERS FOR A REASON."
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| It was exactly like this if by sidewalk you mean my head |
Spilled coffee makes me cry.
ReplyDeleteIt was the saddest day.
ReplyDeleteBut, on the bright side, it made a decent perfume.