Because I knew what the end result of this goal would be in September, this goal could have been easily accomplished on October 1st...but in the land of Amy, procrastination is king, president, and prime minister. So 22 days later (today) I FINALLY had my pumpkin spice latte.
It smelled...delicious...like liquid pumpkin pie in a cup.
It tasted...like what I imagine drinking a melted pumpkin scented candle would taste like.
Amy = soooo disappointed.
There was merely a faux pumpkin flavor and no spice to speak of. This is what I get for procrastinating. I should have just ordered one on October 1st and I would have known then...instead I talked about it for weeks. Goal for November: Less talking more doing?
I sat at Starbucks listening to Jay-Z rap about his 99 problems and wondered if Jay-Z has 99 problems, then I must have at least 103 of them. While wishing I had ordered my usual mocha latte, I made some extraordinarily easy Halloween cards. (Seriously...I stuck a sticker onto an already made card.)
Oh well. Now I know. At least I didn't get pulled over for being young and black with my hat real low.