It didn't take long after sampling this free gift that the addicting effects of the caffeine took hold of my heart and my head. Soon I was waking up each morning and yearning to partake in my morning beverage. This habit deeply rooted went on for over a year when like the cliche, "all good things must come to an end" when on one hot summer evening my world was rocked as I became the victim of auto theft. When I got that phone call from my son informing me that my car had been stolen out of the Office Max parking lot my first thought was "Oh NO! My drive thru club sticker." My second thought was of the old west and how horse theives (the ancestors of the modern car thief) were strung up on the nearest tree and I had an momentary urge to be transported back 100 years.
Long story short, my 89 Toyota Camry was recovered a month later and my drive thru club sticker was still clinging to the windshield. When that McDonalds management finally stopped honoring my little sticker I was hopelessly addicted to their product and have purchased a cup nearly every morning since then. My perfect vacation spot is when I realize that there is a McDonalds within walking distance of the hotel. I almost think Expedia should have that as a useful filter option along with price and stars they should include "the distance to the nearest McDonalds" available when sorting out hotels. Maybe I will contact them next to suggest it to them.
Regardless of what my day will bring this blessed Wednesday morning, it is starting out good as long as my husband will keep my cup refilled in a timely manner.
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