Some stories will be better than others, okay?
I had today’s word, mug, in mind from the moment that sunshine photo got snapped in the backseat. Mug … could mean someone’s face. Or, the act of roughing someone up for their wallet. Or, something to put coffee in. It’s June, and this mug still get used.
Only, not. I warmed up water once for tea in it. Apparently, it’s not made for that. After 1:30 in the microwave, this thing felt like molten lava. I dropped it, didn’t break it, but might have said words that begin with F and MF and Sh.
Last night, I filled it with safe, chilly milk.
I had it with my beef jerky snack. I know, weird, huh? I wanted to keep the glucose reading low, so I opted for a protein snack. Don’t judge. You can’t see the beef jerky because it was probably in my teeth.
Gah. So boring. Now I wish I’d mugged someone for this post.