All Hail Ye Mighty SBUX God!

Life is very good. We are getting a Starbucks on the corner leading into our neighborhood. Everyone, sing with me, “We are getting a Starbucks, We are getting a Starbucks…" Not that the closest Starbucks are far away (there are at least 3 within a mile). But at our old house I could walk to the closest Starbucks. It was the one thing about the new house I was sort of disappointed about; I could only drive to the closest Starbucks (Daddyspeak would say that’s probably a good thing. He hates Starbucks. In fact hate might be too mild a word. But he hates all things corporate including Mickey Mouse & Disneyland. I may have married the antiChrist--how can you hate Disneyland?) Now I just need a scrapbook store within walking distance (and a winning lottery ticket so I can be a SAHM who can afford to send my kids to school for socialization reasons, and some much needed crop time) and I'll be dialed. I'm not holding my breath.