I am joining the Two Writing Teachers in the March Slice of Life Challenge (most days!).
I am an iced tea drinker. There is always a pitcher in our refrigerator, no matter what time of year it is. It's not unusual to see me with a McDonald's styrofoam cup in hand (or on my desk in my office) filled with unsweet tea. Yes, unsweet tea. I don't drink my calories.
That is until I come to the south. I began the trip keeping true to my unsweet tea. Everywhere we went, I ordered my tea the usual way...unsweet. Then after a few days crossing the Georgia line, I relented...half unsweet, half sweet. Oh, it was so good. I kept to the half and half for two days and then this morning, I caved.
"I'll have the sweet tea," I told the waitress as she took my order today. And the rest is history. Every. single. meal. Sweet Tea please.
I'll be heading home on Sunday. I'll hop back on the wagon then. For now, I'll follow my heart and order that sweet tea.