I love that first cup of coffee in the morning. The aroma revives my senses and brings me out of my morning inertia. Of course, that first cup of coffee is not the same unless you drink it from a favorite cup. If I don't find a clean, favorite cup, the day is not the same, at least for a little while. Funny how we let the little things dictate our moods.
Favorite cups are very important for setting moods.
Beside the words is a picture of a blue bird and a smiling sunshine. One morning as I reached for the cup I dropped it. As I stooped to pick it up, I saw that it was chipped and I literally sat on the floor and cried. You may think that I am terribly attached to a cup that only cost 10 cents. I admit that I am.