Tag: cups

Keep it up, mockers

You ever just sit back, put up your feet, and enjoy watching people mock your fear of scary movies? Or maybe theirs is an act of compassion. By taking my fear to a humorous extreme, they will rob it of its energy to frighten me… Yeah, that’s it. They’re all GIVERS! Selfless, considerate, thoughtful…

I do have the best friends in the world, which will be the subject of future posts. Like the one wherein I talk about How I Got to Know My Writing Partners Online and maybe also How the Compound Works (though I’m not sure I understand that question, Steve). Or I may first discuss My Theory of Evolution or Some Random Childhood Memory for Todd.

Meanwhile, speaking of friends…

YESTERDAY’s coffee cup, in this photo that I never had the opportunity to post, is one I don’t think I’ve featured before. It was a gift from Sweet Li’l Amy Sue (who some of you may remember is the former Rex-Tender) sometime back in the early to mid-nineties. The cup was designed by and proceeds from sales were contributed to DIFFA, which is the acronym for The Design Industries Foundation Fighting AIDS. It has long been the coffee cup I reach for most often.

In the photo, you can also see the little V-card that Tom made for me and put in front of my computer monitor for me to find when I awoke. Because in this house, if you want me to see anything? The best place for it is near the computer.

Denece treated me to lunch yesterday. We met at the Galleria. There are many, many places to park at the Galleria. There are several four- or five-story garages and also several underground garages. They are located in the vicinity of different anchor stores. I usually park near Nordstrom, but yesterday I tried a different garage. With my usual ability to step out of my car and go in the exact opposite direction of the one I should take, I ended up in the bowels of the Westin Galleria. If you should ever be a guest of this hotel (as Keelie’s grandmother was in A COVENTRY CHRISTMAS), rest assured: No one gets past the security guard of what is probably the employee entrance.

Once I found my way to Denece, we had a wonderful six-hour visit at the restaurant. (We go between the lunch and dinner rush and we’re always generous with the waitstaff, who let us take a table for the entire afternoon.) Denece always gives me so many things to think about, including insights into the complexities of human relationships as well as the wonderful world of animals (I daresay no layperson knows more about every dog breed than Denece). Plus I got to tell her one of my dirty little secrets. (HA HA HA!) We also made a little trip to Borders, where I ran into the manager, J., and got to thank him personally and hug him for his attention to A COVENTRY CHRISTMAS. He said he just ordered more copies of all the TJB books because he’s building up the stock of the GLBT section. He’s the best.

I have to mop the floors now and ponder my next post, which I may title Gone With The Exorcist, my being a SAP* and all.

*Southern American Princess

The best combination: art, friends, and coffee

Today’s coffee cup is actually Tim’s. He left it over here a couple of days ago, Tom washed it, and I grabbed it this morning because it’s big and I NEED COFFEE.

On one of Jim’s visits to Houston, we went to a jewelry exhibit at the Museum of Fine Arts. Afterward, in the museum’s gift shop, Jim bought this cup for Tim.

The ones without a voice

When one stays up until after 6 a.m. writing (probably badly), she doesn’t have breakfast until around 4 p.m. A mild cream of wheat topped with some mixed fruit. Today’s coffee cup is brought to you by the Humane Society of the United States.

If you want a companion animal, consider adoption from a local shelter or rescue group. Check out these points to consider before choosing a companion, including a couple of links related to adopting cats and dogs.

Remember, it’s almost never a good idea to surprise anyone with a pet as a gift. Many, many animals end up in shelters or homeless after holidays because of this.

Any time of year is a good time to make a donation to your local animal assistance agencies. Call them or check their Web sites to see what their specific needs are.

Thank you for kindness toward the ones who can’t speak for themselves.

Happy Friday the 13th

Today, I think I’ll stay home and write.

This morning’s coffee cup is brought to us courtesy of Nan and Ron, my friend Steve R’s parents. I think the cup was probably meant to remind me of their beautiful white cat George. Steve always said that George was much more spoiled than Steve and his six siblings. And I’m sure George, like any cat, would say that was as it should have been.

I also included my breakfast as a reminder to Tim that there is still some Lindsey-baked muffinish goodness over here. Thanks, Lindsey!

home again, home again

Back at The Compound and trying to get focused. What would I do without coffee? Today’s coffee cup is brought to you courtesy of Timmy and Paul and their recent vacation to scenic Maine. The Black Moose in Bar Harbor has no Internet presence, so I can’t provide a link.

Looming over the cup is a graphic that was useful in keeping my setting accurate in A COVENTRY CHRISTMAS (my printout has all the businesses, streets, and homes labeled). Coffee helped with that, too.

Thanks for the coffee cup, guys!

With Midol™ on the side


Today’s coffee cup is brought to us courtesy of Jim and Project Angel Food. Project Angel Food’s mission is to nourish the body and spirit of men, women, and children affected by HIV/AIDS and other serious illnesses.

This cup mysteriously went missing for a while, then just as mysteriously reappeared. That crazy Rex and his coffee-drinking ways.

I’m so grateful for coffee

Today’s coffee cup (it’s blurry; so am I), brought to you by Tom, is from Alonti Cafe and Catering. It was part of a gift bag he received a few years ago while he was working on a Habitat for Humanity home through AIDS Foundation Houston. AFH is the third HIV/AIDS assistance organization with whom Tom has volunteered over the past eleven years. I think he’s a stand-up guy, that Tom. He can’t be doing it for the coffee cups, because we have an abundance.