my hubs and i enjoy sipping our coffee from a variety of cups we've picked up on our travels. when picking one out, i first look for the one that 'strikes my fancy' because of color, the artwork or a saying. then, it has to feel 'just right' in my hand. the feel good weight and grip. the hubs, well, he doesn't really care about all of that and just goes with whatever i've picked out for him. but, we have reminisced about a special time or place that a particular cup has evoked...much like a song would do, many times.
today, over coffee and readying my mind for the day, i'm enjoying my cup of joe in the cup pictured above. a gift from my aunt loretta. she gave these out as party favors at a recent birthday lunch for her sis, and my aunt, mary. the cup couldn't fit my hand and fulfill the just right 'good weight and grip' in my hand any better. and, the memories it evokes, with each soothing sip, is worth a thousand memories and more...
