Venti Mint Mocha Chip No Whip Add D

yup… it finally happened.  it’s almost like men have a meter of “she’s forgetting me” or something.  they always turn up when you’ve begun to feel good, started to move on, closed the door, etc… you get my point. i can actually say i’ve been doing pretty good.  i’ve been out and about, gotten sun, colored my hair, all the basic taking care of myself type things. i have even been able to head greatly down the road of non self destructive calling and accepting calls.  points for t, right… right.

last night i got the 3 a.m. phone call and i have to say i did great avoiding it, in fact my avoidance skills have developed greatly. lets take today for example.  i woke up, stayed in bed for a few additional hours, by few additional i mean from the point of wake up until the point of needing to get up for a friends birthday party.  now i wanted to avoid this party but i promised another friend that i would attend it with the promise that we would be in and out in just a few hours. 

guess i should get to the point. so i got up showered, did my hair and put on make-up, even dressed in a cute little outfit… i have to say i looked pretty good… and thank g-d too because after my friend picked me up we realized we needed to stop for a gift. we decided to drop into a local papyrus to pick up a photo album but before i could do that i needed my morning, or by this point, my afternoon cup o’ joe.  she parked closely in front and she headed toward the ever so fancy papyrus while i walked toward starbucks.  i started heading in the direction and then quickly turned, as there, right in front was his car. d’s car for those not getting my hints. with that i turned around and quickly jumped in another direction, raising my hand to face, somewhat like the attitude an ostrich has… “oh if i hide my face no one can see me”… sure t that will work.  my friend shuffled me in the right direction and into starbucks we went.  okay t breathe. he wasn’t in there. whew! we ordered and waited, and waited, and waited… i told her to go ahead and grab the card and gift and i’ll wait for the drinks.  after all he wasn’t there, just his car was.  she went on so we could hurry on with the day. 

there i was alone waiting.  the drinks finally came and i was holding both venti mocha blah blahs i turned my back to the door to give it the shove with my booty, when i did so the door opened rather easily – so easily that i fell slightly backwards. i turned to thank whoever pulled the door for me and you guessed it. d. well he wasn’t the opening the door, that would be too movieish but he was the one sitting right in my path to papyrus. i nodded my head with acknowledgement and quickened my step. no go. he jumped up and said “wow, you changed your hair, it looks great. you look great” i said thanks and started to move again.  he looked at my hands.  “double fisting huh?” my retort was “no, it’s for someone”  his answer “who?” i said “my date.” and sassed off.  yes sassed off, laughing to myself. i definitely felt his eyes on my back. i was also hoping he wouldn’t see me meet up with my female friend as we met up and jumped into her car.

i will add this though, i was thankful that i did my make-up, that i was dressed for a day out, and that i was full of sass beacause most of my friends know that i’m not usually a cool liar, in fact they would tell you i probably couldn’t lie to save my life. nope. not. a. liar. so i would like to give a special thanks to starbucks for being exceptionally slow this afternoon and that i was holding my venti mint mocha and it’s sidekick venti cafe blah blah…