It’s 1:08 p.m. and my energy is waning. I want a coffee so badly that I’m foaming at the mouth.
In other news, my mother and I went on an outing last weekend to this place called Corks N Canvas, where we painted these fabulous works of art:
It was so fun! This picture was taken at 10:15 p.m. after three hours of painting. I’m not used to being out that late these days.
Question … if I end up eating more because I’m craving coffee, doesn’t that cancel out the good that I’m trying to do? Work with me here — I’m trying to validate the *action I am about to take.
* action involves brewing up SOME kind of tea or something before I DIE.