Well, if you mean the one I see in the mirror, it wasn't easy! It has taken over seventy-eight years of hard work! (Ha). I do have a mug that is beautiful. In fact, I have several. You see, while some folks collect salt shakers or frig magnets, I collect mugs. The mugs I have jar my memory of great places and people. This morning I am sipping from my Wall Drug mug from South Dakota. Remind me to tell you about that place! Other mugs in the cabinet, each with a special memory, are these: Bisbee Breakfast Club, Cheers-Boston, Crater Lake, Red River, Alaska, Grandkids, El Ray Inn Santa Fe, Yellowstone, Branson, Mystic Seaport Conn.
Two mugs are my favorites for hot coffee. They are the Alaska and the Cheers mugs. Makers built a big, rounded rim. It protects from burning ones lips when the java is like lava. I like for them, for the most part, to be from places I have been. Ann's favorite mug is from a set given her from Chloye and Powell Pogue. She drinks her tea from one of them every morning.
I have time for one more mug shot....of coffee .... then off to wherever. By the way,
"How did YOU get such an ugly mug?" GO RANGERS!!!
