Dear reader, first let me say .. that my Starbucks Romance seems to be back on track.. and better then ever.. Even though my putz husband doesn't see my fab star qualities, my Starbucks lovah, has returned from vacation. I imagine he was in his (hopefully one day OURS) beach house upstate..
I will paint the picture for you..
I ordered my Venti Americano.. and patiently waited for the Barista to make my beverage..
All of the sudden, the door swung open.. and in walked candy pants.
I think I might have giggled with delight..
The Barista had to call my name several times, as I was in a goofy haze.
I mixed my 1/2 and 1/2 in.. and as I walked out.. I locked eyes with him.. and gave him a smile..
Come to think of it, it WAS a good Valentines day!!
Ciao.
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