Epiphanies

Starbuck's Coffee smells exactly like the first few whiffs of Skunk-aroma. I swear to god! We were driving down the road and I thought I smelled Starbuck's. I began to look around the truck, trying to figure out how Hubby got Starbuck's out of thin air, and realized... It was skunk spray, getting stronger by the second. I still drink Starbuck's occasionally, but I try to drive through so I don't smell like baby skunk for an hour afterwards. Blecch.

I am crazy, and my family is why. I went home to my parents' house last week, and within 48 hours of arriving, I was going ballistic at random unexpected moments. Screaming at them that "I WANT to go to CVS BY MYSELF!!! NO ONE IS COMING WITH ME!!" I am not like this at home (at least not since I was pregnant with Samantha) but somehow I'm Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde when I am surrounded by those with whom I have a genetic connection.