I love mugs. I am however quite particular about the mugs I use. And it also depends on what they are for. Not every mug is suitable for every drink or every occasion.

I have big chunky mugs for mid-morning coffee. I have smaller, handmade mugs for after dinner coffee. And for tea it HAS to be fine bone china. It just HAS to.

And there lies the problem. If like me, you are partial to your brew in fine bone china, you will know how difficult it is to find stylish mugs in fine bone china. Most often they are porcelain and that just won't do.

So when I found these in Habitat I just had to have one. They tick every box...colour, design, Orla-esque crosshatch and oh, fine bone china.

The only mistake I have made was just purchasing 2...I think I'll be going back for more.

So what's your penchant? What do you look for in a mug?

Deviation

Why is it when men go to the supermarket with a list, your list, they think they know better? How come they always come home with things that weren't on the list? Things that can't make a meal. Things they've never seen in the house before. How come they don't know the difference between Percol Americano Coffee that we ALWAYS have (strength 4 - important point) and some other random weaker variety. How come they refuse to acknowledge that, even though I don't insist on all organic, there are some things that are a must. Bananas. Milk. Butter. Cheese. Carrots. Eggs. Coffee. Bread. (That's quite a long list isn't it?) It's irrelevent that there may be no rhyme or reason to this. But they should know. They live here too.

But of course it's ok to deviate from the list (my list) if you are coming home with this...

Thanks, Matth! But it still doesn't give you the right to deviate from the list - my list...

Whirlwind

Life is so full of this...

that we forget to stop and do this...

Which is why I have decided to do just that. I now have 10 mintues - 10 whole minutes - before my day is taken over to the whirlwind factor, until bedtime - actually today to well past what should be bedtime, that I've decided to get my book out in the middle of the day. I know, shock horrors, what could I be thinking!

I could be putting the Shepherd's Pie on. I could get that extra load of washing out. I could do a few work emails. I could...

But no. Today I am going to grab those extra 10 minutes for me. Just me. And take a few moments to do nothing other than read my book and sip my coffee. Bliss.

Oh crap - down to just 7...