What's In My Mug {Linky}

Today's post is for Molly's Linky party over at Classroom Confections. I take my drinks very seriously. At home at least. At school, it's a little tricky. I have a 12 cup coffee maker in my classroom. I am the room to visit when you need a caffeine fix. Fo realz. I mean, it is a mini-coffee shop. Full of different types of sweeteners and creamer flavors. My principal has even stopped in for a cup! Ha! I have a plain jane coffee mug for school. Something that A) I don't care if it gets lost, B) I don't care if I or a kid breaks it, and C) can be microwaved since I can never finish one in less than an hour. I usually go through one mug before lunch. Sad, I know. After lunch, I try to drink 1-2 bottled waters that I keep stashed in my mini-frig.

But, when I am home, the true magic happens. I wake up extra early on my days at home. Before the hubs, Will, and LK wake up. It's just me, my coffee, and the dog, Charlie. Charlie is awesome coffee company. Mainly because he doesn't talk. He just lays at my feet and basks in the silence with me. Will doesn't drink coffee. He's more of an iced coffee type of guy. Wimp. So I have a Keurig mini. Makes one cup at a time. My cup. Call me old-fashioned, but I stick with Community brand Breakfast Blend. A girl after my daddy's own heart. He drinks it black (gross!), but I add the perfect amount of sugar (the REAL stuff) and sweetener (caramel vanilla Kroger brand this week) until it is the perfect shade of tan. Like that tan I dream of being.

And my mug? Oh my mug! You know when you get married and you go register for all this pretty dishware that you NEVER use - you know what I'm talking about. We all do it. For some reason we think we will eat off $50 plates. NO YOU DON'T. You end up buying a $30 pack of Corelle from Wal-Mart and that's what you use at breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I do, however, reach into the "Nice dishes" cabinet and pull out MY mug on these special mornings. Vietri. Made in Italy. Too darn expensive to use, but by golly, I want to enjoy my silent coffee time with a pretty cup! I feel so cool. I savor each sip. When I finish, I cry silently within. But usually about that time, I begin hearing LK talking to her toys and I know it is time for Mommy duty to begin. I handwash my mug, and place it back into the rarely-opened cabinet, assuring it that I will visit it again as soon as I can.