Do you have a favorite mug? The one that you just love drinking your coffee/tea/hot chocolate from?
I do. Not only do I love drinking my coffee from it, but it makes me smile just to look at it.
You see, this is my favorite mug:
I love this mug.
I like seeing it as I pull it from the cabinet.
And when I sip my coffee from it on a weekend morning, I tend to hold it with my hands over their little handprints… like I’m holding their little hands.
Well, anyway, it was my favorite mug.
But the other day when I was washing it, I accidentally dinged it against the faucet. I checked it, and it seemed fine, no problem, potential crisis averted. Whew.
Until I went to put hot liquid in it, at which point a hairline crack opened up.
So I don’t think the mug can be safely used any more. For now it will still live up in my cabinet, where I can look at it… but my days of using it are over. (Sigh.)
Well, I still have the pictures. And I have my other favorite mug, from when FBN was 3. (Pre-SNB).
But it’s still a sad, sad day.
You know, in small ways.