I'm not stupid. I just hadn't had my coffee yet.

This morning we're getting those Hurricane Emily rains and they're glorious. It's like the Pacific Norhwest, until the Weather Channel tells me that San Antonio right now has a temp of 70, and Seattle is 92 right now. Ha. "Everybody Hurrrts...."

Ok. Went with Erik to the Post to mail something to Carrie because her b'day is tomorrow and I am ALL OVER that birthday thing. Never mind that I BOUGHT this thing two months ago, because I have THOUGHT, mistakenly, since COLLEGE, that her birthday was JUNE 17. It's not. It's July 17. However. Lucky me, they usually go places, and we mailed it three-day, so it should get to Fargo by the time they get back. Leave it to me to buy a birthday card and gift WAY early and then be late getting it to you anyway. Still love me, ok?

So, we stopped at Starbucks because Erik could tell I was needing the nonfat Mint Mocha thing. And that is exactly how he ordered it when he went in to get it, y'all. I hadn't taken a sip of it yet and despite my years of being the 80s Girl at Magic in San Antonio, when Mad About You came on the radio, and he told me how much his brother loved the lead singer of the Go Gos.... I said PAT BENATAR.

And he almost rolled the truck. Because Pat Benatar is not the lead singer of the Go Gos. So I reached deep into my memory banks and heard another song instead eminating from a boombox in my front yard and took one sip of the mint mocha thing and... Belinda Carlisle.