Ahhhhh, caffeinated heaven. I fell in love with a barista when I was fifteen, when I was nineteen I seduced him, and when I was twenty-three I married him. There is just something about a someone who serves coffee!
Oh! I love this and I love Chrissy's comment. But Mr. Moon would make a cute barista in a pinch for you, Mary!
sounds pretty pretty pretty good to me!!
I think I need that barista, in more ways than one...
We do need that peace in this world.
Tell me, sweeties. Tell me what you think.