I allow myself one trip to Starbucks for a venti, non-fat, extra hot, no water, no foam chai tea during the work week. So, on Friday I walked into Starbucks and let out a scream when I spied the red cups.
I have no idea why I get so excited when I see these cups. Some people might say that Starbucks has conditioned our brain to want the red cup and then come in more during the holiday season.
All I know is that as soon as I see that red cup, I smile a little bit to myself and then immediately plop my Christmas Jazz CD into my car stereo.