I have the tendency to get very attached to things. I think it has something to do with being the baby of the family and about as sensitive as a little flower. Aw. Anyways, there are so many things that I have that I love and cherish.
One of those things is my reusable mug. At first, I bought it because my sister likes me to be enviro-girl and I like to make her happy. It didn't take long for me to practically attach the mug to my hip. I use it every day for my coffee, if I forget it at home I turn the car around to get it. When I make my espresso at home I now drink it out of my to-go mug so it stays warm for at least 3 hours and I get to enjoy every sip slowly.
When I went to Hawaii my mug came on board with me so I could get a much needed coffee at 5 in the morning in L.A. and at 4 in the morning in San Fran on the way home. Every single morning on our trip we went to Starbucks to get delicious coffee (I swear Starbucks tastes better in Hawaii).
One day I took it whale watching and sipped my latte as I watched 40,000 pound beasts throw themselves out of the water - wicked. Anyways, on the way back I went into a lavish bathroom and left it sitting on the edge outside.. I didn't realize until the next morning when I headed out for coffee. To me it was gone. I was sad, but you know what? I knew I'd get over it... Eventually.. My knight in shining armour insisted we drive back to Lahaina and check to see if it was there. I doubted it but always like my man to be the hero so I agreed. Sure enough it was sitting there waiting patiently in the 10-minute parking zone. I guess I thought for sure someone would pick it up but when in retrospect, why would someone want a well-used mug that recently survived a tumble down the stairs?
I'm sorry for leaving you mug. I cherish you even more now that you had an overnight adventure in the big bad woods of a Hawaiian pier.


We take are MEC travel mugs with us every where we travel too! Love them.
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