They say the first thing to do when you have a problem is to admit it. So, here goes. "My name is Christina, and I am a coffee addict." I am so addicted to Starbucks that it's not even funny. Even my children ask for Starbucks now. Mind you, they get chocolate milk or coffee free fraps while Shawn and I enjoy the more blissful caffeine filled beverages. And I even get the extra coffee fraps, skinny style of course.
I drove Shawn to work this morning and dropped him off. Of course the only thing I could think of was Starbucks so the children and I headed straight there for my addiction. I ordered kids chocolate milks, complete with whipped cream for the midgets, and a venti extra coffee caramel frappuccino skinny for myself. I was even kind enough to get a venti caramel mocha frap for Shawn and take it to his job.
There is nothing like the sweet bliss of sipping Starbucks. It relaxes me, takes away my stress, and is just comforting. I know you must be thinking, how can consuming caffeine have a calming effect, and I can't really answer that question. It just does. It might be that my new job has me consuming so much caffeine that I seriously believe I have more caffeine than blood in my bloodstream these days. I have considered trying to cut the caffeine out of my life, then I just laugh and think how stupid that is. I am a nurse for crying out loud! And when I am not at work, I am taking care of four little midgets. So I will say it again, "My name is Chris, and I am addicted to coffee." And NO, I do not have a problem.
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