I have two confessions today:
1) I have spent much of my morning thinking through the logistics and strategy of consuming Pumpkin Spice Lattes intravenously. The upside of this is that I would likely be able to keep my eyes open this morning. The downside is that my mouth would miss the pumpkin-y goodness.
2) Inasmuch as it is appropriate for me to have a crush on a three year-old, I do. I mean, look at this face. Don’t you have a crush on him, too??
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So … will I be a jerk if I say “no” to number two? ‘Cause … you know … it’s that whole homophobia thing I have …
I was just kidding, by the way. I’m not a homophobe. Or a homosexual. Just for the record. I’m a dork, and that’s universal.
Just thought I should clarify.
First of all, I have no concerns about you being homosexual, Knyt. You and your sweet wife make it pretty clear how mushy and in love you are.
Second of all, if I’m honest, it’s probably a good thing that you don’t have a crush on a three year-old boy.
He is a cutie! I can see the imp in his face!
As for your lattes – you need one of those hats that have the cups on the sides with the straws coming down, so you can imbibe all day long.
It’s almost intravenous, and you still get the pumpkin-y goodness in your mouth. 
Good call, Falcon! You may have just solved the dilemma!
Woo!
I don’t know if I can or how to post a picture in your comment section so I sent you a text. My friend Jen and I are way ahead of you on the Starbucks IV. I’ll send you the schematics to make your own.
Just sending up a flare, making sure you’re okay. *hugs*
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