Yesterday the Universe hated me.
Nothing truly bad happened.
It was A LOT of small things compounding into one meh morning.

For example the first thing my three-year-old said to me was:
"No, I want yogurt for breakfast!"
Which was promptly followed by a crying-on-the-floor tantrum because he ate the last yogurt the day before.
Then I could not find any matching shoes.
I poured coffee, but did not get to drink it.
Then I arrived at work, and was able to escape an hour later to get BP coffee.
Alas, there was a line for BP Sludge and by the time I was able to pour my cup, the pot was empty.

Instead I took a page from my friend, Jamie's, book and settled on a Frappuccino (of course the pre-made bottled variety and some Oreo Cakesters.



I made it back to work with sanity in hand.
I enjoyed the first Cakester (ahh, sugary bliss).
And then promptly spilled the Frappuccino down my chin and all over my shirt.
(Fail - sad face)!

Here's to a day filled with better energy!
(Hopefully?!)