Mocha for Mimi!

In hauling all our work-related crap out to the car this morning, I oh-so-gracefully banged my head into the A-pillar on the Accord. That’s what happens when you’re loaded up like a pack mule and you’re trying to reach inside the door to pop the trunk. Back inside for the Tylenol, but Dr. M gave the best prescription for healing: a mocha from Starbucks.

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