Coffee Mug

Today I morn the loss my coffee cup. Calling it a cup is sorta minimizing the gloriousness of the coffee mug. It was a purple travel mug. It was big. It held the perfect amount of wake me up juice. That mug had travelled everywhere with me. I've had it for more years than I can remember. I left it in the court house yesterday. After getting the run around for 30 min and no one able to help me with getting a restraining order, I was soooo frustrated I marched out of that building and forgot my mug. I don't even know where. I may have left it with security. I may have left it sitting at one of the many windows I was left standing at. Doesn't really matter. It's gone. Wahhhhh! I shall now be on the hunt for another perfect coffee mug. Until I find one I guess I'll have to make do with one of these lame, little, teeny, mugs. So, please, while you enjoy your morning cup of joe, tea, juice, power drink, or whatever, raise your glass and say "To the mug!!" Thank you.