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Sunday, January 04, 2009
I got home tonight to discover that Gina had taken a spill over the weekend. Thankfully, she was not hurt, but she was holding my recently repaired-from-when-I-broke-the-handle-off Peter Pan silhouette mug.

I am not surprised, nor angry. This happens to every mug I like, from my first mug at age 8 (Alfred E. Neumann, from which I used to drink my third-grader's-heavily-milk-laden coffee) to my Winnie-the-Pooh mug to my Newsradio and Mr Show mugs to my Second Cup to-go mug. Peter is just the latest casuality in a long line of broken drinkware.

Plus, on November 13, 2003, broke the lid of her grandma's cookie jar. So it's fair, really.

Sniff.

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