My husband has this habit of getting me random things that I go "ooh and aah" over when we're at the store. He's like a ninja so I never know about it until I get it. Recently however, his ability to hide that sly smile has been fading fast. It's been so much easier to catch him because the smile that shows up on his face isn't even a small one. It's this huge, guilty, sly smile that screams "I DID SOMETHING!!! I'M GUILTY!!!". When I catch him he tries to play it cool but fails so miserably. I love my silly cuddle bear. He's the sweetest, most loving and protective man I've ever known.
Last week we were at Target and at the end of our little shopping trip, Andrew, the husband, asked if I wanted to get a cup of mochachocabullshit. Batdad fans will understand this reference. So of course I said yes, who says no to Starbucks? Besides it's Starbucks' Pumpkin Spice Latte Season again!
On our way to the counter, I spotted this pretty Starbucks coffee cup. I don't really drink coffee very often, although I used to be a coffee junkie back in college, but that's been over a decade ago. These days my caffeine fix comes from a can or two of Coke and/or Mountain Dew so I don't have to deal with the feeling of being parched all day, and coffee breath. Coffee breath. *shudder
I didn't see the purpose of having the cup except to have it so I didn't get it. Don't get me wrong I'm not always budget conscious, but I also don't buy for myself often. My kids get spoiled so much before I realize I need new socks! Trust me, between the sock-chewing dogs, the sock thief and my husband the pink sock wearer, I need new socks all the time.
Andrew however, had other plans and got me the cup. He usually orders for me when we're out because I would be in quite a bit of pain after walking around so much so he lets me sit to relax for a bit.
He ordered my mochachocabullshit in pumpkin spice latte and had the barista put it in the cup. I knew he got the cup and had them put my coffee in it because that's something he would do. He thinks he's so creative and clever, plus, when he turned around he had that stupid smile again.
I looked at him and gave him the "I know what you did" look for a second then decided to let him have this (because it makes him extra happy when I do) and diverted my attention to the kids.
I got my very pretty and fancy looking coffee cup and I love it! In return, Andrew got his special "Andrew do good" kiss with lovely dovey smile from me, so everyone wins!
However now, I'm faced with a problem. What to do with it? I don't want it to just sit around in the cupboard. It's too pretty to just be put away.
I've been told you can take your cup to Starbucks and the barista can put your coffee in your cup instead, but because I've never really done that before, and don't know anyone who has, I don't want to look like a complete jackass and bring an empty coffee cup into the store.
I imagine myself being a cave woman walking into Starbucks going, "You! Put pumpkin spice latte in cup! Momma needs mochachocabullshit in her system now!! Aaaaarghh!!". Not a pretty sight.
So plan 1, as soon as our 8-year old, Zenon is no longer grounded, his 3-month old brother and I will start walking with him to school and I'll have my coffee cup with me! Yay!!! It will most likely have hot tea in it. Husband and I started exploring the world of tea when we found out I was pregnant and we had to put our wine exploring into a sudden screeching halt.
Plan 2, figure out if I can really bring my cup in and how to order. For that, I have google.
Plan 3, is an awesome idea from the husband -- get a fancy coffeemaker! Shoot, I'm down! My husband, he doth spoileth me.
Lastly, Plan 4, start using the cup for when I go back to work and I'm about ready to do that.
Hopefully my plans start to unravel soon. I will update this blog post as they do so.
In the meantime, please meet, the very fancy and über pretty, The Starbucks Coffee Cup.
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