I *heart* this mug. It's big but not bulky, has soft edges, larger than a normal size mug, and is perfect for a left-handed person. This may not make much sense to you, but it's "cozy" to me...like chicken noodle soup on a cold, rainy day.
I'm not the only one in our household that likes it. There have been many occasions where I'll go to make hot chocolate and see it sitting in the sink. Since Peanut is still tippin' back the bottles and sippy cups, that only leaves one other person. *ahem*
Now, why would I take all this time to write a post about a piece of dishware? Well, I have a confession to make. I've become unnaturally protective of it. When I unload the dishwasher, I'll try to hide it in the back of the cabinet so no one will grab it first. Sometimes I get sad seeing someone else sip out of it. But there are rare times when I feel extra generous and I'll serve ShankRabbit a nice hot cup of coffee in the Boston mug and use one of our other coffee cups for myself.
Please tell me...is this odd? Anyone else do something like this?
I take great comfort in knowing I'm not alone in my insanity...so please, share your stories.
1 comment:
Not odd at all!
Thankfully my fave mug is one The Engineer bought for me and has no desire to use himself. It says, "Mom on the outside. Babe on the inside." I actually pointed it out and told him he should get it for me. Though I actually think "Mom on the inside. Babe on the outside." would be a better slogan.
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