Where are you G

The G mystery was finally solved today - and I'm a little sad. Who would have thought G meant Grande? I would have put money on it just having been selected for being the best letter, until I ordered a tall peppermint hot chocolate (it's January - so tighter purse strings) and the cup was imprinted with the T instead. Now it just seems obvious, but that's one less wondrous thing in the world. Can you tell the January blues have set in? Or maybe it's just going back to work that's gone and done it. Either way, I'm in no rush to head back to Starbucks. I'm truly G'd off.