Somebody Needed the Weekend and It was Definitely THIS BODY!

9:00 A.M.- Headed to Starbucks. I knew I needed caffeine, but little did I know how bad. I approached the Starbucks counter to the friendliest face I have ever seen. Everyday I go into Starbucks, and I order the same drink- Iced Non-fat Caramel Machiato. Today was no different. I wanted the usual, but on this Friday awkwardness was about to go down. "I would like an Iced Caramel Iced Machiatio Iced Venti Iced....(3 second pause while I embarrassedly looked at my feet) and then I just blurted out non-fat like I had Turrets. The girl just looked at me, for what seemed like 10 seconds, when all actuality it was probably 1 or 2 seconds, and said "So you wanted the Caramel Machiato Iced?" She then proceeded to laugh at me because I had made the most awkward Starbucks order ever. She even mentioned she heard me say the word Iced 4 Times! The embarrassment did not end there. She asked for my name so she could write it on the glass (typical), but she also drew a "silly face" and wrote the word Iced on it just so we were positive the order would be correct. What a nice surprise when I received my drink.....Don't believe me:

This would not be the first "Silly" thing that had happened to me this week. Let's just say that I spent Tuesday morning at the DMV. I guess I should take everyone back to Sunday Night. I had spent the whole day watching football. It was a gorgeous day, and I decided to walk the mile and a half home, rather than call a cab. The walk was great, but at the end of my journey I noticed a shortcut. Ahead of me was a 5-6ft concrete wall/ledge. I decided if I hopped over that I could save myself about 3 city blocks. I went for it. Everything was going great except for the fact that I had decided to wear flip flops that day. When I hopped onto the sidewalk, the flip-flop actually flopped underneath my foot. This caused my big toe to scrape across the concrete. Let's just say that my toe lost the fight against the sidewalk. A whole layer of skin gone. OWIE!

But the story doesn't end there. When I got home I realized my license was, (Duh Duh Duhnnnnnn) GONE! There are two things that could have happened. 1.) It fell out of my purse as I catapulted over the wall. 2.) It is Fall, the weather got chilly, so I pulled my sweater out of my purse on the walk home, It could have also fallen out then. But the truth of the matter was, it was gone. Finito! So I had to go to the DMV on Tuesday for a new license. So Owie Toe, Lost License, Can't even use my words to order my everyday coffee drink. Lets just say, that I opened this at 4 o'clock on the dot today at work: