DISCLAIMER: Long post to follow, be forewarned
Okay, I have thought about it and thought about it, and there is just no way to catch up with everyone, since I have been absent since Friday afternoon.
So here is a blanket statement.....I hope everyone had an enjoyable 4th of July, and that no one is needling themselves with unneccessary guilt, because we are all working on a lifestyle change. So have a great week already
Well I did fine this weekend except for yesterday, in which I was horribly short on food, and ate a hot dog, which isn't on plan at all. Totally forgot my lunas and lites at home. So I doubt I am up because of the absence of almost all of my foods, but doubt I lost because don't hot dogs have an insane amount of fat in them? Oh well, one day out of my life won't kill me, plus I walked roughly 5 miles or so yesterday, and it was a glorious day to boot.
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And now for the update I am sure you will all get a crack up over, it is time for the General Starbucks hour
Friday I left with so much infused enthusiam provided by my board mates (ie y'all telling me to get off my butt), that I couldn't help but decide that I must increase my flirting attempts with the young barista who has held my attentions. So on Saturday, armed with a suggestive tshirt, I went in with my back straight and a wide smile. Let me just tell you that I discovered a whole new side to my favorite coffee slinger!
Saturday my tshirt read "eat your heart out"....he looks down, barks out a laugh and says "I did." As my eyes widen to the size of small saucers and my cheeks turn a shade of pink that rivals a sunburn, he laughs again and says "What can I say, I'm a cheap date..."
When words continue to fail me, he switches topics and says "Are you coming in tomorrow, I have to work in the afternoon, you should come in". With a request like that, what's a girl to do? I told him that I would be in because I had some work to do that I probably wouldn't be able to concentrate on at home, so he said "alright, don't forget then" and winked.
With such a wonderful boost to the ego, considering he had never before asked me when I would come back in, I was armed and ready when I went in on sunday with my tshirt that read "Love for Sail". He immediately grinned and said "hey that one is doubly great, I love sailing"....and then laughed about the other meaning.
I really did have a writing project to work on, so I got my coffee and went to sit outside and work in the sun. He came out at least half a dozen times, I was there for about an hour and half. Each time he came out he would talk to me for a few, and a couple of times I wasn't paying attention and he would walk up and tap my shoulder and scare the life out of me.
Coffee Guy: What are you writing?
Me: None of your beeswax.
CG: Is it a love letter for me? (insert big grin)
Me: Yes, that is exactly what it is, a love letter to you.
CG: Finally....jeez! Get back to work then!
So then he comes waltzing out the side door once again, this time in street clothes, as he has apparently just gotten off work. The drooling now commences, as he looks extremely hot in a slouchy button down shirt, jeans and a backwards hat. Anyway, I digress...he looks down at the button on my purse, which is an old one that says "I give great hugs", and says;
CG: I want a hug!
Me: this is an old button, I can't believe you have never seen this one before
CG: if I had, I might have mauled you
As I pause to try to regulate my erractic breathing pattern, he chimes in again:
CG: Don't forget to have that love letter finished by tuesday, and you don't have to wear a funny one tomorrow because I am not working.
Me: no worries, I will finish it by Tuesday....have a fun 4th
CG: I am going to Lake Washington to go skiing, it's going to be great
Me: where is lake washington?
CG: (insert goofy smile) where are you from??
Me: I have only lived here for a few years
CG: its in seattle, I can't believe you have never been there, but don't worry, I will take you next time
Me: Well, I don't ski....
CG: that's okay, you can just sit on the beach and drink coronas topless
To which he gives another laughs, and casually saunters away.
ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I think my heart might quite possibly be too weak to take this flirting without destination....maybe I need a tag team to back me up? So to wrap it up, I am a big wus and have no clue how to follow up today. But you can rest assured that I won't be doing my normal SB's drive by, my writing will now most definitely be done in SB's versus on my couch
This concludes our General Starbucks hour, I hope you have all enjoyed my yellow belly, we now take you back to our regularly scheduled programming
Too fun, I miss flirting! (But I think I said that last "episode" LOL!)
the first time, but now I'm used to it. She tells me that eventually none of the hair will grow back. I've had her do my feet three times because hubby has always said I have hobbit feet, square and hairy! 
I've always shaved them in the summer. Now even if I miss going for a month, there is very little hair on them!