How stinkin’ cute is that?!
I love coffee, there is nothing better when you get out of bed groggy and tired-eyed. The rich aroma, creamy texture, and bold taste. If you were to ask nine-year-old me, I would have told you orange soda was the best thing to wake you up in the morning. (yuck!) My tastes have changed a wee bit since then.
The only coffee I drink at home is Jamocha Almond fudge from The Orange Cat. It is nutty, chocolatey, and strong.
What can make coffee better? How about the love of coffee helping to spread awareness for children who need vaccines. For all of the details visit here. This is a great opportunity to spread awareness of something that for a few dollars could be prevented.
So here is a little look into my life. Or..my cupboard, rather. I have a collection of coffee mugs like no other. I do not have any two coffee mugs the same. I choose to live this way (crazy, I know for all of my OCD-ish friends I apologize) because I love to choose my mug each morning to correspond with my mood. I know exactly where each and every one of my mugs came from, they each have their own little story.
My absolute favorite mug is NOT pictured here. It was a gift from my mother, and it is quite riskay and this is a PG site! ;)
Each of these mugs reminds me of when I received it, whom from, and where I was. Some are from my child hood, a few from travel, a few from high school, and some as recent as this past Valentine’s Day. Each one has a story, and I love them all!
I love eclectic cups, such as ones found here.
Do you have a favorite coffee cup? What’s your cup’s story?
The Girl With the Cupcake Tattoo