I was leaving a brunch hosted by one of the moms in Grace's class. Almost all of the other moms were there, which was fun and it was hosted at this gorgeous house in an incredible neighborhood. Not that I was coveting or anything ;-) We had a great time chatting, eating scones and drinking Starbucks to go coffee. (Did you know they did this? I didn't!)
I walked out the the car, chatting away, trying to balance Colin, the diaper bag and my coffee while digging around for my keys. I just can't find them. I drop my diaper bag on the ground, balance my coffee cup on the roof and squat down to rummage through my (incredible messy) diaper bag. FINALLY I manage to locate my keys. I strap a now screaming Colin into his car seat, grab my purse and prepare to zoom off, as I am now late to pick Ellie up from school.
Clunk!
A glance in the rear view mirror shows my coffee cup bouncing down the street.
Way to make a suave impression on the other moms, Girlymama.
And, to add insult to serious injury, my coffee cup was gone. Filled with delicious Starbucky goodness. In the street. Spilled all over. Gone. I almost never get Starbucks anymore, what with the economy being a disaster and all. And I didn't even get to drink it. On a day when I clearly really needed the caffeine!
Sigh.





So sad! We get Starbucks-to-go for work all the time, people are like vultures. You’ve got to fight to get a cup!
Starbucks to go? I think I need to check this out.
Oh no!
I am sure you gave the other Mom’s a good laugh though. Almost guaranteeing you an invite back!
I am feeling your pain, sister! I would’ve cried! Starbucks is a rare treat in my home, too. Mostly because the nearest one is an hour away and with the price of gas traveling an hour for a Starbucks, well, it just doesn’t make sense. Well, actually, it does to me, but others look at me strange and apparently that bothers me enough that I forego my Venti cup of over caffeineted, over saccarinated, gives me chills just thinking about it, goodness.
*****sigh******
I may be taking this harder than you. I’m just sayin.