I love coffee…I guess it just goes without saying that I love mugs for my coffee. So much so that my cabinets are overflowing with the bounty that is my mug collection. They’ve infiltrated my plate shelf and are stuffed into the spaces between the salad bowls. You’ll also find mugs sitting precariously between the serving platter I never use and the fancy teapot I only bring out for company.
There’s a Doctor Who Tardis mug, a Scottish plaid mug, a mug from the National Gallery of Art, two from Luray Caverns (or maybe three?), a bright red Starbucks mug (extra big for lots more coffee!), a lovely cream-colored mug adorned with Scottish castles and landmarks – and no, I’ve never been to Scotland, but I did find a store that sells stuff from Scotland! Fancy mugs, dollar store mugs, souvenir mugs, mugs that I just thought – and still think – are eye-catching…I have no shortage of mugs. If you come to my house, you’re ensured of two things…a baked good and coffee served in an interesting mug.
Suffice it to say, I need another mug like I need a hole in the head (as my mother used to say).
As you may remember, there is a new Starbucks, relatively new at this point anyway, in my local grocery store. Yes, Starbucks has graced our fine little town. Unfortunately, not happy with simply promoting a die-hard coffee addiction amongst the general public, Starbucks also pushes a variety of coffee related accouterments…like…you guessed it, MUGS. The powers that be at Starbucks headquarters are smart too, wicked smart, because come Fall and then the holidays, the choices they offer expand.
Our new-ish store is no different and let me tell you, the stuff they have there?? It’s a mug hoarders dream, trust me. I suppose it’s a good thing my bank account keeps me in check because otherwise, I’d need to expand my collection into the bookshelf. Oh wait. No. Not there. No room. Okay, well, I’d have to expand somewhere at any rate. Hey, don’t roll your eyes at me…I know I have issues.
In the meantime, if you’re listening Starbucks, you’re killing me. I just want you to know that. I hope you’re happy. You’re. Killing. Me.
i love a good mug –
My daily morning coffee mug must be the size of my head, Wendy. I do enjoy shopping for witty mug slogans, though.
Now that’s the kind of mug to have! 😀
I wonder if there’s a support group for people with your kind of addiction?
There is. I think it’s held once a week at William Sonoma. 😀
I like the one with the mittens. 🙂 Your addiction is a difficult one because cute mugs are EVERYWHERE! Even where you don’t expect them to be…there they are! There is no known cure. Well, there is one cure…build more cabinets.
I like the more cabinets idea! Thank you my enabler friend! 😀
I’ve just returned to Aotearoa New Zealand after being overseas for seven weeks. Many of the cups and mugs I had coffee in were truly gorgeous, but in those seven weeks, not once was there decent coffee. By the time I returned home I was ready to kill for a good flat white. After clearing customs, the first thing I did was make a bee line to the nearest spot selling coffee. I’ve never had a flat white taste as good as that one!
And to be honest I can’t recall what the container looked like – even whether it was a cup or a mug, But i’m told I’ve never been seen with a bigger grin than with that coffee 🙂
Oh no, that’s a long time to go without good, let alone just decent, coffee! I’m glad you got your fix before it was too late! 😀
Oh, I’m in love with the last one… beautiful simple design on the outside, and that brilliant and happy green on the inside….
hmmmm I wonder if my Starbucks here in Norways has that one… darn, I’m just going to have to check now, aren’t I?
Ps. Your a much better salesperson than Starbucks, I think you’ll have to demand some commissions 😉