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||Ode to Coffee Mugs....
Ode to Coffee Mugs
I like my coffee in a mug.
Coffee demands a large cup that you can hold with more than one finger. That
being said, I seem to have overdone a good thing. While cleaning the kitchen, I
realized that I had accumulated more mugs than my shelf could hold.
Why would anyone need so many mugs? After all, you can only drink out of one at
Looking over the mugs, I realized it was not a collection at all, but more of a
miscellaneous hodgepodge of cups, most of which had materialized in my cabinet
without me noticing.
I have a couple of mugs that have advertisements on them. There is one with a
dot.com ad on it that could probably be disposed of, but I haven't. There is one
from Gateway that came with a computer I bought years ago. The cup outlasted the
computer, which long ago became an electronic dinosaur.
There are souvenir cups that came from conferences, one from Detroit that says
"Columnists do it write" and a couple of navy mugs that say, "I
secretly like Nancy Grace." I've not been able to bring myself to drink
from the cup of Nancy Grace, so those just sit on the shelf.
There are souvenir cups from other people's vacations, like the one that says
Bahamas. I don't know why I need cups to remember other people's vacations.
There is even a cup that says Nashville on it. Why would I have a souvenir of my
I have cups that were gifts, like the one that says "Well done." I
don't remember what was well done, but I have the cup to remind me that I once
did something well.
A few of the cups were gifts to someone else, like the one that says
"Dad" and has a picture of my granddaughter. There is a tall mug that
says "Coffee". It probably came packaged with a gourmet beverage
inside. I don't like it because it has the one finger style handle.
Some cups are seasonal and celebrate a holiday like Halloween or Christmas. I
have a a scarecrow mug, and several for Christmas. Of course, those can only be
used at the right time of the year, preferably with flavored beverages.
Some of the mugs I actually purchased, for instance, those two, red, Angry Birds
cups. I bought them for gifts and then decided they were too stupid to give to
anyone, so they ended up in my cabinet.
One pretty mug with a large blue heart is the lone survivor of a matching set of
four. I remember how angry I was at a friend who borrowed a mug from my new set
and never returned it. I can't use that mug as it makes me mad all over again.
Another mug is too faded to read but was purchased at the Corvette Museum and
said "Get your kicks on Rt. 66." Actually, there once were two of
those. I don't know what happened to the other. It apparently had enough kicks
and faded into oblivion.
One extra large mug has an ad for 1887 tobacco. I have no earthly idea where it
came from or why I have it. I'm not sure what 1887 tobacco is for - smoking,
chewing, dipping or sniffing. The cup could be for spitting for all I know.
My favorite mugs ever were stoneware with a Pennsylvania Dutch design. I hated
it when the last one broke. I tried to find more, but never could.
There are mugs with flowers and mugs with teddy bears. I don't know why I don't
throw away this ridiculous assortment and buy a set of pretty matching mugs.
But, they are like old friends; each has a personality and a story. They are
mugs with character.
A new set would soon be broken and miscellaneous cups would creep in unnoticed
to fill the empty spaces. I might as well keep the ones I have.
Copyright 2012 Sheila Moss
Nashville, TN 37219
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