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Coffee cups and personalities

I remember my very first cup of coffee ~ my cousin and I were at the local town Hall, and the Kool-Aid was all gone so we opted for some coffee. I thought it was gross, until she taught me how to make “kid coffee” – sugar, more sugar and copious amounts of cream.   Pretty sure we raced around that hall with our hair on fire after that.

As I grew up, I ditched the sugar and cream and switched to 2% milk.

Putting away Hubbs’ and my favored coffee cups this weekend, I just had to laugh.

I’ve written about this before, how we use the same 4-6 cups but have 20 in the cupboard.  Anyways … his are large and strong, robust and hearty.  Mine could be described as petite and sturdy, practical and feminine.  His favorite says, in bold capital letters, “FOX NEWS” while mine has kitties, flowers and butterflies.  Like there was any doubt whose is whose.

Those cups reflect our partnership and our personalities.

Our boys often say that they always know where they stand with us – we both paint a clear picture, although our methodologies are different.    We both are strategic and forward-thinking, but one is competitive while the other is contemplative.

They’ve nicknamed Dad “Clint” and me “Kitty.” (that 70s show)

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Go ahead … drink my coffee. Google.images.com

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What do your coffee (or tea) cups say about you?  What makes one a favorite over another?  And why do we keep so many anyways?

 

 

 

 

 

 

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16 thoughts on “Coffee cups and personalities

  1. For me, each cup is a fond memory. A vacation. A gift. A period in my life

    R

    • Great point, RR. I have a number of those. I think it’s time to clean out that cupboard but, like Mom, I think I’ve kept them all in case a Board meeting is suddenly scheduled in my kitchen!! 😉 MJ

  2. When you get a certain age you can be assured of at least one gift cup each year, probably more. I donate at least a dozen a year and they still continue to copulate in my cabinets. Having said all that I go to Starbucks (where I get a paper one) and my husband rotates between 3. We have “nice” cups to use for visitors. My cups (when I use them) have cats, San Francisco and my mothers “Best Cook” on them. My husband has Las Vegas (where he has been exactly twice), New Mexico and we both have one that says “He who dies with the most tools wins.” It’s not clear our cups say anything about us except that we need to clean out our cabinets.

    • I think what your cups say tell a story about you — your kitties, a special place you’ve been (or rather that you just like that cup) and your Mom’s cup. And your Hubs has his favorite + you each have one that’s the same! Isn’t it funny how we keep our “nice” cups for visitors.

      Couldn’t tell you the last time we had someone here for coffee though!! MJ

  3. Reblogged this on THE STRATEGIC LEARNER and commented:
    They had me at “coffee” …

  4. No kidding! Why DO we have so many cups? My cupboards are overflowing with them – the ones that match the dishes, the ones that were gifts, the Christmas ones, the travel ones… I have two that I use regularly. They are both tall, like a travel mug, but ceramic with covers. One has a cartoon dog on it and says, “Who rescued who?” The other is simpler, white with teal accents. I like them because they’re tall enough to add my flavored creamer with spilling over the top. I can’t drink my coffee out of any other cups. (Well, I CAN. But I don’t want to.)

    • They’re tall and functional — and mine are on the shorter side b/c I tend to knock over the tall ones. Funny stuff, isn’t it?

      🙂 MJ

  5. We used to have that split collection of coffee cups too MJ. Then I found a set of BIG mugs that now dominate the cupboard. But, in a little side corner there are still a few sweet flowered versions (for when I’m feeling delicate). 🙂

    • Loved the comment about the sweet flowered versions for when you’re feeling delicate – nodded my head in agreement at that! I drank out of Hubbs’ Fox News cup once but I’m sure it was the equivalent of 2 of my delicate cups. Hair on fire for sure~! MJ

  6. I’m a huge-heavy-mug-with-a-stern-handle kind of gal. No sugar. A good splash of fat-free half-n-half if steamed milk isn’t available, which it isn’t most days. Cappuccino is a favorite!

  7. Hubby no longer drinks coffee at home, he’s hooked on Dunkin’ Donuts coffee. He will make a cup of tea some mornings. Yes, his cup is big and bold, emblazoned with COWBOYS–thanks to our SIL. I have a different size cup for every occasion! I’m partial to my Pfaltzgraff pattern, so I use those for tea, and latte mugs for lattes and smoothies. I do have special ones gifted from our daughter and grandkids.

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