It's a bit much, I'm sure, to the average person.
But I'm not to blame... ahem, my father who I love more than any other man (over the age of 26) once came to my apartment in college, saw my folgers in the fridge (hey, it was cheap!! and i was a poor college student!!) went out that very hour and bought me Java House coffee beans saying, "No daughter of mine is going to drink folgers."
Sorry folgers, the best part of waking up is having something other than your beans in my fridge I guess.
But it doesn't stop there. Ohhhh no! My family is all quite knowledgeable when it comes to coffee. They'll share their opinions about how to store it, how to keep it fresh, how to grind it and Lord have mercy! If you have a flat coffee filter as opposed to a cone shaped filter!
Oh, Schupbachs and Schupbach married sisters, how I love thee.
There are certain rules one must abide by... 1. we don't often do flavored unless our guests/company prefer it.
2. we don't use cream or sugar. no ma'am, uh huh!
and lastly, of the coffee rules I can remember at this moment, do not use a mug that doesn't say something personally about you at this moment.
So today, I stumbled into the kitchen... found a mug and thought, "What does this mug say about me?"
I love this mug above.
Enough said.
Some mornings, no coffee cup can quite say what you want it to say except this mug.
Somedays when I'm needing a few moments to gather my thoughts with a cup of coffee. When a family member walks in and says, "Who drank the last cup of coffee without filling the pot?" All I have to do is hold out this mug and I believe it sends the message, "Just give me a second before I can function."
ha ha ha
(you'll have to excuse the drip marks, I didn't clean the mug before taking a picture)
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you guys were meant to be. You+coffee and you+mikey :)
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