Monday Mug Shot

Twelve years ago last month my husband, our two boys, and I moved from the San Francisco East Bay Area to Central Texas.  My husband had lived in Northern California most of his life after being born and living in McAllen, Texas for three months.  His parents are from Austin, so we were returning to his roots in a sense, although we both refer to California as “home”.

For the first time since moving, we took a trip “home” this past May, just my husband and I.  We visited a bunch of our favorite places; Carmel, MT. Diablo, Muir Woods, Stinson Beach, and Lake Tahoe.  We would have hit Yosemite also, but we ran out of time.  While in Tahoe, I picked up this mug:

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Funny thing is, I already had a Lake Tahoe mug.  I’ll give you the story on that one later.  The thing is, while I’ve always loved the first mug, it’s small.  More for a cup of tea or a small cup of coffee.  It also got chipped.  😢  I’m a big fan of lattes and therefore, a big fan of bigger cups – like this one.

Rich and I were having lunch at a little place called “Driftwood Cafe” in Tahoe.  After lunch we wandered into the gift shop next door where I spotted this mug.  I loved the color, the font, and the fact that it looked big enough to hold a latte’.  So, home with me it came.  I’m transported back to Tahoe and that beautiful day spent there with my sweetie every time I use it.  It puts me in a Cali. state of mind.

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Monday Mug Shot

Today’s mug holds a special place in my heart.  I have a son named Matthew.  He is now 21-years old and attending college 7 hours away from home.  This son is the apple of my right eye (his brother is the apple of my left).  He is also the baby of the family at 6-foot something and over 200 pounds.  He is adorable!  Handsome, funny, talented, and huge-hearted.  Okay, if you insist.  Here’s a picture of my Matty-Man.

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Cute, right?!  I think so anyway.  That’s his lovely girlfriend, Megan, and I adore her too.  I made that hat for her, btw.  😁.

Matthew blesses my heart in so many ways, I could gush for pages.  I will spare you, however, and just show you the mug in question.

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I love fall and all its colors.  Matt knows that as well as he knows that I love mugs, so this was his Christmas gift to me one year when he was still in high school.  I actually have several mugs that were gifted to me from Matt, as you will see.  He is just such a sweetheart!  This mug warms my heart every time I use it.  It puts me in the mood for fall and gives me a warm coffee hug from Matty.  (😂😂😂 I couldn’t resist!  )

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Monday Mug Shot

For a long time, I’ve had this idea of making a scrapbook of my personal items and the stories behind them.  I was going to call it “The Story of My Stuff”. Clever, eh?  😂  The idea behind the idea was so that when I’m gone, my kids will know where all this stuff came from and what it meant to me.  I don’t know if that’s really important to them, but I know that I had a lot of questions about the things my mom left behind.  I thought it would be really nice to know their value to her.

To most coffee and tea drinkers, an important part of the experience is the mug or cup.  You have to “feel” the mug you’re drinking out of.  I know that sounds silly, but it’s true.  Some days we feel practical, other days whimsical – moods are ever changing.  This has been my experience, anyway, and as a result I have a cup for almost every mood.  Sigh!  The frivolity of humanity sometimes.  I’m as guilty as the next girl.  What can I say?  I love my mugs.

So . . . I’ve decided to share them with the world and leave their stories behind at the same time.  Thus, “Monday Mug Shot”!  Every Monday I will profile a cup/mug from my collection for posterity and your amusement (or boredom, in which case know that there will be no hard feelings if you just delete my email). I am fully aware that this is just silliness to some people and that’s okay.  Now, on to my silliness!

The cup that I am profiling today is this one:

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It came from a charming nursery in Smithville, Texas called “Grandma’s House”.  Smithville is on the way to my sister’s house and on the occasion of a visit a couple of years ago, my sister met me at this nursery and we did some shopping.  We were accompanied by my granddaughter, Leah and my sister’s neighbor’s daughter, Aubrey.

I have always loved gardening.  Unfortunately, a little less so in the Texas summers.  This was spring time, however, and my gardening hopes were sprouting anew with no thought of the impending summer heat.  I bought a couple of tomato plants, a raspberry stick (I was feeling ambitious), and this mug.  The tomato plants are long since gone and the raspberries never materialized at all, but this little mug keeps chugging along.

This cup appeals to the earth mother within who thinks she’s more of a gardener than she really is.  After all, a true gardener would suffer the Texas summer heat for the sake of their garden, right?  I’m afraid I fall short there and prefer fall and winter gardens.  Summer is my hibernation time – me in my air conditioned cave with the t.v. remote and my latest crochet project.   But . . . that’s a different mug shot for a different Monday.

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