a wee bit of drama (confessions of a fanatic)

for those of you who know me, you know im a coffee drinker. bold coffee with cream. lets not sully it with sugar....just nice, moderately strong, creamy coffee. yummm.

for those of you who know me better, you may know that my ideal day is to go to a coffee shop, obviously drink coffee and read. i like to go to starbucks, seattles best or jittery joes and read but my real preference is a bookstore that has one of those coffee shops in it!!

talk about heaven on earth! (yeah im a bore lol)

for those of you who know me best, you may know that i have a collection of coffee cups and mugs from starbucks. ive bought most of them myself...3-4 were gifts but i treasure them all. im quite picky when im picking one out for myself and may go months without buying one til i see one that truly captures my attention. on top of that i have a rather large collection of generic cups that are specifically for the lower class of coffee drinkers (that would be my family lol)

these are a few of my favorites.

...the starbucks travel mugs are in my work bag in the car so theyre missing from the picture.

now! with that being said. i actually drink from ONE CUP. the lovely white cup with the green rubber handle. its perfect!! its not too heavy. the rubber around the cup is ideal for holding without burning your hand (i have a tendancy to hold the cup instead of the handle). the handle is small (i have small hands). its cute. i like my coffee piping hot, so best of all i can toss it in the microwave and again that little rubber part keeps the heat from burning my hand!

this is my wonderful cup......the one that was made just for me.

after that massive introduction, let me now discuss the "wee bit of drama" !!

over a week ago, i got up around 5 am to prepare for work and as usual i made a pot of coffee. i made enough to have a cup before i left the house and enough to fill a travel mug as my driving time to work is an hour. i drank my coffee, AS USUAL, from that white and green mug and put it on the kitchen counter and left for work. now mind you, that cup never leaves one of two spots. the kitchen or my computer desk.

i got home around 10 that night from work and was exhuasted. had to work next morning, so i went to bed. dragged myself out of bed the next morning late!! so i decided to just stop and buy a cup of java on the way to work.

wellllllll !! that night, i got home and decided boy i would like a cup of coffee. how absolutely delicious that would be after drinking crappy coffee at work. brewed the coffee. searched for the cup. hmmm. searched for the cup. hmmmmmmmmm again. one of two places - kitchen/computer. not there.

i thought "hey! perhaps one of my teenagers became brilliant during my work hours and actually washed dishes and put my cup away in the cupboard!!" i brisked through the cabinet. no cup.

dismay was setting in. i started questioning everyone in the home frantically. my cup??!! where is my cup? they ALL know which cup i drink from. they all shrugged and said they hadnt seen it. i called the cell phones of teens that werent at home at the time..."have you seen it? MY WHITE CUP WITH THE GREEN HANDLE???". sweat beads were forming on my brow, i was starting to hyperventilate at the thought of my CUP being MIA.

i went through the house. room to room. even bathrooms looking for THE cup. WTH?? where is it?? i looked accusingly at the kitchen door that leads outside...hmmmm did you let someone come through that door and take my cup that was sitting so invitingly on the counter??

then the thought came......GASP!!! someone BROKE my cup and they dont want to admit it. i stomped to the living room where they were watching tv...."OK!! confess. one of you broke it and you dont want to tell me right? just tell me. i wont get mad (fingers crossed behind back). just tell me now and i wont keep looking for it!! come on guys that cup was 10 bucks, just let me know!!". they all stared at me like i had lost my mind, watching my lip quivering. they all denied it. i grabbed at another straw..."ok you let someone borrow it right? remember when one of my other starbucks cups went astray? someone borrowed it remember?? (i didnt really care for that one...someone else picked it out)". to my horror, they started to laugh at me.

then came the horrible task at hand....deciding what cup i would drink from. i didnt want another. i wanted my white cup with the rubber green handle....sob!!! i chose the clear one.

i told elji of my dilemma and he was somewhat sympathetic. well, he just loves me thats why. he, like my kids, probably thought i was on the brink of insanity too!!!

i spent a week going to each starbucks around our city in hopes that they would have a stray one. you see, they have seasonal collections with themes and they dont usually hold on to the old ones. once in a blue moon, they have one of the older ones tucked away. but at every store it was the same conversation...."hey! im looking for that white cup with the rubber green handle. you wouldnt happen to have one in the back or anything..would ya?" (eye twitching, spit dribbling from the side of my lip, trying not to look like a junkie). the constant reply, "oh yeah, i know which one youre talking about...but no. we dont have it." i even looked online for it. i HAD to replace that damned cup.

elji told me to stop looking for it for now. begrudgingly i agreed to do just that. ok ok. one day ill come across that cup in a store and ill get it...hopefully.

yesterday, it was super cold in the house and i could feel a draft from somewhere. i checked the windows and narrowed the hunt to a window behind my couch. it has a tall back so i got on my knees on the couch and peered over the back to push the window shut (yeah im really short!). my teen daughter thinks she has squatters rights to this couch and i found a collection of soda pop cans on the window sill. i was collecting them when i realized that amidst this jumble of cans was...was....was MY CUP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG..i was elated. and pissed. elated and pissed, yeah! elated to find it was intact and here and i wouldnt have to search anymore or drink from another cup but pissed because my dear teen daughter had drank from it and thrown it carelessly behind the couch. but even more pissed because she was one of the ones saying "i havent seen it mom!". kylee, my 6 year old, was in the room and she was so happy for me. like i had won the lottery lool.

the total idiot that i am, i called everyone and said "I FOUND IT!!!" funny, they just didnt seem that excited. i told my dear daughter that i will never let her live this down. hmm, she didnt seem too concerned about that either.

so thats it. the wee bit of drama. i washed it and put it away til this morning when i lovingly filled it with hot, steamy, creamy coffee! its sitting beside me now at the computer desk.

ahhhhhhhhhhh such bliss!

p.s. have you decided im truly insane yet??? thats ok....im drinking my coffee now as i type from the lovely white cup with the green rubber handle!