I shop too much. I like to buy things that make me smile or happy. Sometimes, this is long-lived happiness like the wonderful art hanging throughout my home. Sometimes, it is fleeting like the aromatherapy burner I bought at Christmas and have yet to use. The result is the same: I have too much stuff. I know I need to start weeding some of it down or else my daughter will be cursing me in my grave. Sorry. That got dark.
One of the things I definitely have way too many of is coffee mugs. I should note that I don’t even drink coffee. However, I’m a tea girl, so I do actually use the mugs.
I love a good mug. There is a lot that goes into making a mug good—size, shape, craftsmanship, or even the quirky writing on it. Lord knows I love a funny mug. If the mug was a souvenir from a vacation, all the better. I bought my Wicked mug when we saw it on Broadway. It is one of my favorite mugs. My absolute favorite is one I bought at a famous department store in Japan. It is perfection. It fits my hands perfectly, it’s a little big, which I like and it reminds me of one of my favorite places in the world. I have had this mug for more than a quarter century. I honestly rarely use this mug anymore because I’m afraid something will happen to it.
I have lots of funny mugs. I have one that says, “I’m kind of a big dill.” This ties in with two of my favorite things: The movie Anchorman and my love for cooking. Win-win. I also have one that I break out when I’m having a day that features David from Schitt’s Creek and says, “What the actual fuck?” That often encapsulates my mood. I bought its sister, a Rose Video mug for my bestie, who is also a Schitt’s Creek fan.
I not only have favorite mugs at home, but I also have favorite mugs when I stay with my family. At my sister’s house, I always use her Dolly Parton 9 to 5 mug. Because Dolly is an absolute delight and I like to sing the song as the water for my tea comes to a boil. At my mom’s house, I use one that has dogs all over it. She also has one with cats, but I’m a dog person, so I stick to the pooches. Both of those mugs make me smile.
My husband is constantly bitching about how uncontrollable our mug cabinet is. It truly is a precarious situation. I have mugs stacked everywhere. I just don’t want to part with any of them. I also have to refrain really hard from buying more.
I recently discovered Corkcicle mugs (IYKYK). These are similar to a Yeti but have cool designs or themes. They are steel, so they keep my beverage hot longer and they feel good in my hand. Why, just this morning, I drank from my R2D2 Corkcicle. I have several other Star Wars Corkcicles that all bring me great joy to take down from the cabinet. I bought all my husband’s family these mugs for Christmas last year. His brother totes his Darth Vader mug to the office like a boss. Score one for Angela and good Christmas gifts!
I don’t know what the answer is for this mug obsession. I probably need to purge some to make room for new ones like the epic one I got for Christmas. It is a hand-crafted pottery mug, but on the front, it has a ball of yarn shaped like the Death Star that says, “That’s no moon. That’s my yarn stash.” You have to love a knitting/Star Wars mash-up. I feel like that mug was made especially for me. Thank God my husband didn’t pass that one up.
If you come to my house, I promise you will have a wide selection of cool mugs from which to drink. Until then, Cheers, and may the Force be with you!