"You know those days when you get the mean reds?....The blues are because you're getting fat and maybe it's been raining too long, you're just sad that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of....Well, when I get it the only thing that does any good is to jump in a cab and go to Tiffany's. Calms me down right away. The quietness and the proud look of it; nothing very bad could happen to you there. If I could find a real-life place that'd make me feel like Tiffany's, then - then I'd buy some furniture and give the cat a name!" - Holly Golightly in Breakfast at Tiffany's

I'm excited about my new mug.  I got it for the office.  I haven't been feeling that great in the office lately, so I thought this mug would be a nice picker-upper with it's bright, happy, spring-like orange color and polka dots.  Plus it comes with it's own little coaster!  All wrapped up in a nice bow, which I'll wait to undo when I get there.  It should help put a smile across my face at work.  I'm actually looking forward to going to work so I can use it!

coffee cup conundrum

While in New York, I have to be productive. I have to practice, work, and be focused. But I just can't do that all the time! I have to go shopping and see the city. I have no choice but to see what I can get into while I am here!
Yesterday I went out and did a little shopping. I went downtown to a huge discount department store. Some discounts were great, but a discount on a designer dress leaving a $2,300 price tag just isn't good enough for me. So what do I end up buying? A coffee cup. Yes, I am pathetic, I am aware of this. BUT - I must explain myself.
I am kind of picky about the mugs in which I drink my coffee. They need to be the right size, the right weight, and have the right 'feel'. The handle needs to be comfortable. I don't really like clear glass mugs. They make the coffee look lighter and more transparent. I like my coffee to look dark and thick - in no way resemble tea. I guess it is a little obsessive, but I think the coffee cup OCD runs in the family. You won't see my dad using just any old mug from the cabinet. He would be lost without the FSU cup. And we won't even talk about Mom's cup at Mama Honey's - someone might loose an eye over that one!
I did not bring any of my own cups from home because I am in a furnished apartment. But the coffee cups were lacking and I had to take matters into my own hands. I am happy now and without further ado, here she is: