So late night movies (and tacos and Castle…) on a school-night might not be a good idea.  Adam rolled over this morning and said “I’m no spring chicken anymore.”  I of course had to roll over in turn, pull my shocked face and say “You were a chicken?!?”  He loves me; don’t even ask how funny I think I am when he’s hungover and not just tired!

Actually, I thought I was the older one (6months) but I feel pretty good; relatively, my throat feels not so good.  At least I had the perfect breakfast plan for an under the weather chicken –

A mug of cinnamon hot chocolate,

and a Cara Cara orange.

Perfect combo in my eyes!  I’ve been on a cocoa kick lately and the end of the vegan challenge means I can have those ridiculous good Land O’ Lakes packets again.  Swoon.

Let’s end on an amazing note.  Isn’t there just a Scrubs clip for everything?!?