You Take the Good, You Take the Bad
So after a lovely day in San Francisco with Barbara — which included a yummy brunch at Americano and shopping at Anthropologie — I got a speeding ticket. My second in just over a year. Which means I can't go to traffic school to expunge this one. (By the way, online traffic school is one of the greatest online inventions.)
To cheer myself up,* I bought some Dagoba Xocolatl hot chocolate, which I highly recommend. It has a delicious kick to it — reminds me of the spicy hot chocolate at Coupa Cafe. Except I can make this in the comfort of my own home. Which entails no driving. And hence, no possible tickets.
* Jon feels no sympathy for me. He keeps reminding me that it's my own fault and I need to quit with the excessively fast driving.