Sometimes I earn brownie points on Friday morning by making a couple stops after working out. This morning I rolled through Starbucks for a Cafe Mocha for Diane. (The only thing Starbucks sells that I like is bottled water. Apologies to you SB addicts. I have my own addictions, but coffee isn't one of them.) Then I ran into Grandy's for a biscuit deluxe for Chris. The guy behind me in line must have been pushing hard on 90. I heard his order as I was leaving: "I'd like two sweet rolls and a whole milk." You've got to love that! There's hope ahead. At some point you think, "Who cares what I shovel in there? Bring on the extra piece of blueberry pie. And drop an extra scoop of Bluebell on top." Meanwhile, I came home to my Fiber One with almonds with some 1% milk.