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Rated: 18+ · Book · Personal · #2017254
My random thoughts and reactions to my everyday life. The voices like a forum.
I do not know quite what happened or when , but my hubby and I now qualify for seniors' discounts at some venues. This creates a quandary; in order to save money, but not face, we have to admit to our age. HMMMM..... We definitely do not consider ourselves to be old. In this day and age ,when people as a whole are living longer and healthier lives why are 'young seniors', those in their fifties, like moi, considered 'old'?? It's so true that age is just a perception! "Maturity" is very objective/subjective, and I object! Whew, a few years have skittered by since I composed this biography block. Those "fifties" are in the rear view mirror and they are distant, fond memories. Oh, I do not plan to stop writing any time soon.
April 4, 2020 at 3:24pm
April 4, 2020 at 3:24pm
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APRIL 4 UNOFFICIAL PROMPT
by ~Dragon~ (644)

As we're staying #SaferAtHome, I hope you're all staying hydrated- whether that be with water or other liquids!
How many cups/glasses/mugs/etc do you have at home? Which is your favorite, and why? Tell us about how you got it.
         
         
         
         
         I will tell you that I no longer have wine glasses collecting dust. A lifetime ago, I received two sets of sparkling wine glasses and carafes as wedding gifts. They always felt extravagant and unnecessary to me. When she explored the house as a toddler, my eldest would tap the shelves displaying those delicate pieces just to hear the tinkling. They had to be wrapped and packed every time we moved, so at our final relocation I presented them to my youngest.
         I also do not possess much in the way of drinking glasses. For many years, I served beverages in plastic Tupperware tumblers. This did not happen because my children were rough and careless. No, I am the killer of glasses. Alas, they do not survive my hand-washing and some have bitten back creating a need for stitches. Again, as wedding gifts, the hubby and I were given six sets of glasses. Only a few stalwart members survived to celebrate our first anniversary. Glass is so delicate.
         With most mugs ,on average, I am a better keeper. That's not to say I haven't smashed a few by dropping them at inopportune moments. I store mugs at both my home and my camper. I feel they are much safer if I do not attempt to transport them between the seasons. One of my favourite cups suffered a horrendous demise one sunny day at camp. It had been a gift from my youngest daughter and featured a humorous caption with a moose. While carrying it filled to the rim with fresh, hot tea I executed a manoeuver known to most as exiting through a doorway. It did not go as planned. I still sense that an invisible entity pushed and or tripped me. That cup and I hurtled through the air. I crumpled to the ground bruised and battered. That poor mug struck the side of the trailer and shattered. Some of the neighbours probably assumed I'd thrown my tea in a fit of anger. I'm certain it all looked quite dramatic.
         As I type this blog, I sip tea from a tall mug gifted to me from my eldest grandgiggle, Sydney. I love the lettering on it, 'Be Yourself.' It's a two year veteran now.
         I refuse to count my venerable / vulnerable mugs. I don't want them to believe that their days are numbered. Three hang from a wall-mounted mug rack in my kitchen. They enjoy a sedentary life and they are free to partake of family gatherings from their safe perch. They are the only survivors of a set gifted to me by my deceased mother-in-law. Each one has a unique caricature face and they speak to my love of doodling/sketching. Viv knew I'd love them. I wish the Muppet character mugs she found for me were still with us. She drank her tea from them.
         I raise my mug of tea and clink it ever so gently with yours. Virtual toasts do not endanger my ceramic crew.


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