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How many of us have a cupboard full of coffee cups from different vacation destinations, from favorite restaurants and with cute little sayings on them? Coffee cups are like t-shirts in so many ways, in that both tell so much about their ‘owners’.
Soon after I met myDarlin’ Robert Kenui Pope, I put together a basket (that I still use for kitchen towels) with two tall tan coffee mugs, two Kitchen Aid dishtowels, coffee and tea and brought it to his place. And while I don’t remember what brand of coffee it was, I can tell you that it was not decaf. One of the coffee mugs met its’ demise not too long ago, and I remember feeling a little sad because it was the first.
- And then there’s the small clear set of Gulf Oil coffee mugs that Robert bought for me shortly after we met while we were at an antique shoppe.
- The oversized Casa Blanca coffee mug I bought for him because it was his favorite movie of all time.
- The I Love Jersey mug that I got for him at the airport after a learning event at the Jersey Shore
- The Bass Pro coffee mug that we got a few years back when we took the family at Christmas time to see Santa and play at the Bass Pro Shop.
- The Life is Good ‘Game On’ oversized mug from our dear friend Susie’s gift shop Limelight Marietta
- The Bad Ass Coffee Company mug that we got on Maui during our 2006
- The Atlanta Zoo mug from 2003, the only time we’ve been to the zoo here in the ATL
- The many Saints coffee mugs that were finds at local thrift shops and would hold a nice bold chicory blend
- The Villeroy & Boch New Wave mugs that match our dinnerware, and have a natural curve to fit your hand
- The Hawaii mugs, again from thrift shoppes that are lucky enough to hold Kona coffee every once in awhile
- The World’s Best Dad Ever mug that Chelle and Becca gave Robert for his 58th birthday in October of 2013
- The ‘Do One Thing Every Day That Scares You’ mug – one of my favorites
- The heat sensitive Elvis mug that would change scenes when you put hot coffee in it. myDarlin’ got to have one cup of coffee in it before I mistakenly put it in the dishwasher…
And then there’s the Waffle House mugs, all four of them. I know that you all may be thinking the worst, but rest assured that we purchased them during one of our many late night trips to the Waffle House. Such wonderful memories were made after gigs, on his mornings off and the weekends as two or more of us piled into a booth or two.
Coffee time, a time for relaxing, reflecting and discussion with friends, and those we love. The smooth taste of coffee satisfies more than just our taste buds, it gives us a bit of a pick me up. One of the items we gave up on the strong advice of the doctors last year was regular coffee. Decaf became a way of life – and we soon got over the initial withdrawal from caffeine. As I would bring myDarlin’ a cup of coffee in one of the many mugs from the cupboard, he would ask me, “Is it regular coffee?” When I said, ‘no myDarlin’, you know that’s against the rules’, he would ask me again. “Yes myDarlin’, it is regular coffee” was my reply. It never hurts to have a little imagination and creamer with your coffee, does it?
Tonight I am filled with gratitude for the cupboard full of coffee cups, and all that they represent. The good times deep in discussion with myDarlin’ as we shared a pot of coffee, regular or imaginary regular (decaf) against the backdrop of a wonderful life.
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