A crappy way to start the morning. (Good thing this was the only crappy thing to happen.)
My ceramic Marvin the Martian coffee mug (gift from Rachelle Tesoro, w/c has survived all these years, and even followed me to Beijing) was already filled with breakfast: Quaker Oats and Ovaltine. I turned around to head for the breakfast table to get some sugar. Seems I was carrying the mug a bit too low. Mug makes contact with the very-old-just-there-to-fill-up-that-gap-between-kitchen-counters gas range.
Suh-Mash!!!
A million pieces (if u include the dry oats and Ovaltine) all over the kitchen floor. Argh!
I mourn for my Marvin the Martian mug. Now all I'm left with is the big-@$$ yellow mug-bowl (or mowl) that I got in China.
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