missy

My Starbucks dependence is back. Damn you egg nog. Gingerbread biscotti you will be my downfall. Why are you so good and why can ONLY Starbucks get it right? The treats are amazing don't get me wrong but the thing I can't get enough of is the manufactured warmth and holiday cheer piped into Starbucks. It makes me all warm and fuzzy, huddling over a steamy cup of awesome while the grumpy barista has to say things like "Peppermint mocha, and eggnog latte Happy Holidays" while the Vince Guraldi Peanuts song plays over the sonos and the air is thick with steamy sweet cinnamon. The feeling last even when the hobo is peeing on the sidewalk out front (oh Hollywood Blvd. you quaint little hamlet, I hope you never change.)

If I post in a syrupy, caffeinated, sugar fueled stupor for the next few weeks, blame the bucks.

I might need twelve steps in February.

xoxo
-missy