As I was pulling into the tire store today to get my tires rotated,
I glanced down at my green tea.
I had the amusing thought that it looked like whisky, or something of the like.
But then I was stricken with the alarming idea,
"Oh, dear..the tire-rotator guy is going to be in my car...and he'll see my
and think that I'm some of kind crazed drinkin' Jesus-freak housewife."
I decided that if he really thought it was an open substance,
he could take a sniff.
I'm really not sure how things turned out, to be honest.
He didn't mention it.
And these are the kinds of things I think about when I'm all alone in my car.