We are building a combination storage shed/guest cottage which Teresa calls a shêdeau. Over the years we've collected duplicate sets of dishware, cutlery, pots and pans in case our kids needed help setting up their own place. They never needed that kind of help. Which is good because now we'll be able to furnish the new kitchen. Our stock is especially rich in mugs. Whenever someone wants to remember us with a small gift, we get a mug. Who needs a mug? A mug is a personal thing. I've been using the same mug my brother gave me 30 years ago. It looks like a US Navy mug except that it has a couple of non-reg green rings top and bottom. The average home needs six mugs max, but the things keep drifting in from well meaning friends. Nothing could be easier for someone who owes us a remembrance than picking up a mug at the museum gift shop with van Gogh's mug on it. But we don't need it, don't want it, and usually send it off to Goodwill. The last mug we received (Christmas is a bad time for mug fever) was a nice enough mug. It sports a pine woods motif. The handle, rim, and base look like branches. It has a pine cone and needles painted on each side and though surprisingly light,it will hold a supersized spot of coffee. And it is made in China, of course. I was about to bundle it off to ThriftWorld but Teresa suggested we use it in the shêdeau. I had to agree the mug would look good out there under the spruce boughs, so I set it behind the dishrack at home and wondered what would be the earliest day a piece of crockery like this would be safe out there. I thought a little betting pool would be fun. Please, readers, be the first to pick a date you think the mug can safely be transported to the new kitchen. Teresa is not in on this. She never reads my blog. So the day Teresa hauls the mug to the shed will determine the winning date. Name your date in the comments section. The winner will receive a mug. Not the pine cone mug, but all the mugs I receive between now and the winning date shall be yours!
One guess per URL, please.
Monday, February 2, 2009
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