Cinnamon Toast and Tacos por favor!

And a new little ornament for our tree. 

For the past couple of months, I have been seriously thinking about going back to see my counselor. I have not had an appointment with her over the last couple of years (chalking up the sadness and grief to my mom's death, Dave's dad's death...and menopause...) but lately I have felt like I cannot shake the 'what's it all about, Alfie?'-type feelings.
I emailed my counselor, who is semi-retired now, and she said she could could certainly work me in. The cost? $200/50 minutes. I am sure that's the going rate these days as I paid $150/50 minutes 10 years ago. But still!!
Dave said he had a better idea...Two tickets to Disneyland!
I have to admit, I was a bit reluctant at first (ask Dave about my mood that morning...) but, honestly, the one day admission for two--with a Starbucks and a pumpkin scone!--
came in RIGHT AT $200. For EIGHT hours. 

We immediately ran into Mary and Burt. Dave's favorites!

 

I have to admit...it was just what the doctor ordered.