Day 25: who'da thunk it?

No, the latte truck didn't cruise my neighborhood, but the next closest thing happened: shortly after I wrote yesterday, my in-laws arrived with a few groceries and a Starbucks vanilla latte for me! I've been sick with a pretty bad cold, so my father-in-law said, "We thought you might be in a crappy mood, so we brought you this." I wasn't in a crappy mood, since I had just finished off two cups of strong tea...but I thoroughly enjoyed the latte anyway. Regardless of what happens, I will never turn down a gift of latte.