I know I had some of you on your feet for the last post but today, the short-lived saga came to a close. I hardly got any sleep last night so I knew I was going to be in desperate need for caffeine. I decided to go with Red Bull from the local HEB since my stomach was feeling weird anyway and coffee isn't exactly known for making those kinds of problems better. BUT THEN, as I was grabbing my car keys, M approached me and told me she had been craving Starbucks and wanted to know if I would go with her.
Sure. I thought. I could settle for plan B. So we headed down to the Starbucks and I glanced over on the shelf out of habit. No falala mug. Disappointed, I got in line in front of a display full of Christmas coffee when, LO AND BEHOLD, there was a falala mug, tucked in behind the bags. The absolute last one. I grabbed it and practically beamed sun rays at everyone until I got up to the front to order my latte. I informed the cashier I would be purchasing the FaLaLa mug and you know what she did? She gave me my latte for free. IN MY MUG. After washing it out for me! Can you believe?
Needless to say, it made my Monday astronomically better and the mug now sits comfortably on my dish rack :) Pictures soon to follow.