A mug shot

I love mugs. I am a little particular about mugs. It can't just be any mug. The weight and balance has to feel right. The material a mug is made from, to me, changes the way something tastes. I mostly drink coffee out of my mugs, so this is something I'm very familiar with....since I have a cup every day. The size of the mug changes the way the coffee tastes, as well. I use the same amount of coffee, sugar and silk creamer, but if the mug is smaller or larger, then the coffee will taste different. This may all be in my head but since its there, I might as well just go with it and not fight against the current to change it...it makes me happy, and at this stage of my obsession, I'm not hurting anyone, so its ok. If you must, go ahead and take a few shots at me, in my mug obsession, I'm ok with it. Tease me, berate me, laugh at me, it won't change a thing about how I feel about mugs. Each morning, I choose a different mug. My favorites are my "marvelous mom" mug, the "snowflake" mug and the green "John Deere" mug (Yes, I have more than one John Deere mug!) A personal favorite of mine and some rather sarcastic friends is the "Shakespearean insults" mug. That one is a stout mug which is a bit bigger than the rest of my mugs. It also has a small handle so you feel really secure when holding it...but the best part of that mug is that you can read some pretty damaging insults on it. My favorite one is "I do desire us to be better strangers", as well as "thou art a boil, a plague sore". So for those of you out there that share in my love for this mug, this post is dedicated to you!