meltdowns, my husband and Jesus. (and red cups)

my yesterday morning began in partial meltdown mode. i will not go into all the factors that went into it, that list's a little long. anyway. there was no cave nearby, no hole for me to hide in. my sweet husband prescribed a trip to starbucks. my first thought ("aaaahhhh...good idea") was quickly followed by "does dave ramsey think i have enough cash left to do this?" (remember, we're doing financial peace university and sticking with the plan!!) dave said yes, so starbucks here i come. and not the drive-thru, either. i've got to have the full experience, you know? breathe it in, soak it in, hear the weird music they play, talk to the 2 people i still know who work there, that kind of thing. i am fully aware that this is weird and i have issues, and my boys just shake their heads at me and laugh. atmosphere, they call it. it was even better than i expected yesterday because before we even walked in the door, i saw that my "atmosphere" was now decorated in red. i said to greg, "oooohhhhh it's Christmas!!!" i love the red cups. i will drink just about anything they make as long as they put it in a red cup. sometimes after Christmas when they're running out of red cups i order my drink in whatever size red is left. and the Christmas blend coffee is there now. it's our favorite. so we bought some. dave said we could. greg got his usual, but it was obvious to me that it was hot chocolate season. i'll have a grande nonfat 5 pump peppermint hot chocolate with whip, please. and red sprinkles of course. now i know nonfat with whip makes no sense. but i have to have whipped cream on that so that my red sprinkles have a place to sit. hmmmm. so did my starbucks trip do anything at all to change my meltdown factor list? nope. but it was a welcome relaxed few moments with my husband surrounded by "atmosphere". does a "grande peppermint yada yada yada..." give me any lasting comfort? nope. that only comes from the arms of Jesus wrapped around me, in peaceful moments, or in partial or even full meltdown modes. does any of this silliness matter in the grand eternal scheme of things? i doubt it. but since God loves me like crazy, and He knew forever ago that i was going to wake up the way i woke up yesterday, i'm quite sure He whispered to Greg to suggest something that they both knew would calm me a little. and since greg loves God and me like crazy too, he did. and we did. adds unbelievably to the "atmosphere" when i'm getting time with my husband, sipping peppermint hot chocolate (with whip and red sprinkles!), all while knowing i'm totally wrapped up in the arms of Jesus. they can make some pretty yummy stuff at my favorite sbux but they can't come up with anything that takes care of me like Jesus and greg.