Do you ever bang your funny bone really hard, and then wake up the next day sore too? I smashed the crap out of my knee as I was running through the house for something that probably didn't warrant running, and today I am limping. It's not all bad, I decided that in honor of my sore knee I would "retire" to the pergola this morning and play on the computer and drink coffee. I have a ride scheduled with a friend on Sunday though, so it needs to do whatever it's going to do and get better.
After buying the boas, I drove around town trying to find a Starbucks that was still open (this is Oklahoma City). I finally hit on the one by a big hospital, score! I opted for the drive-thru since I had live cargo, and then it happened. Somebody ahead of me paid for my order. Not only did it feel like a special gift from that person, it felt like a special gift from fate-that fate chose ME to get the free Venti Carmel Macciato. (yeah, I had an active day yesterday and calories to burn-please note-no "skinny" in front of it-2 percent milk and real sugar...oh).
This just proves my theory that the milk of human kindness is not low fat!