Starbucks or Bust

My husband and I were chatting about the high price of gas. He then made some comment about if it gets much higher, maybe I should cut back on my Starbucks purchases.

WHAT? Oh no he didn't.

I told him it's not going to happen. Fuhgetaboutit. I then tried to convince him that I really don't go as often as he thinks I do.

Later, we were out, and I asked him to swing through the Starbucks drive-through. I ordered and we pulled up to the window.

The barista at the window recognized that I had been there before. She then said, "Don't you usually order the carmel frappucino with no whip?"

Greg shot me a look.

Oops. Looks like trying to convince him that I wasn't a regular was a waste of time.

I'd been outed.