Last night's milky way was more like a white russian. Nearly perfect. I think it could have been a little heavier on the chocolate and maybe even a slight bit more espresso. I chose half and it was pretty good. Easy to drink. Heavy. Cream.
E is so sick today. Isn't that sad? No, it isn't. Not. She has a new toy and is playing hooky to bask in my presence as well.
I am so damn fine.