Herself Runs on Dunkin'

I've been getting Dunkin' Donuts iced coffees most afternoons for the past couple of months, and I am starting to feel very Nancy Botwin-esque when I sip on my bev with the ice noisily swirling around the disposable cup.  Caffeine is clearly a gateway drug and it is only a matter of time before I'm involved with the Mexican cartel.  (Note: I do not hold my D&D cups from the top like Nancy does.  But I do hold my tea cups from the bottom like Jack Holden/Ted Danson in Three Men and a Little Lady.  Not really, but how have I gone nearly two months without referencing Three Men and a Little Lady in a blog post?)