Sibiling Rivalry (or Who Gets Their Favorite Coffee Cup First)
My mom has a coffee mug that I gave to her a million years ago (or so it seems) that has a picture of a gray and white stripe tabby Kliban cat sitting on a bar stool, legs crossed, playing a guitar and singing a song. The blues-implied song lyrics are printed on the mug (corralled within a cartoon balloon) and they go like this: "Love to eat them mousies, mousies what I love to eat, bite they little heads off, nibble on they tiny feet..."
I love this coffee mug. First, I must state for the record that my mother IS NOT a cat person, but she used to be able to sing and play blues BRA (Before Rheumatoid Arthritis), and the theme of this mug is why I bought it for her. Second, I am the one who is fond of Kliban cats, I have a cat (my other cat died last year after 15-1/2 years of ownership) but I am not a "cat person" in the way other people might be considered so. This coffee mug is a source of comfort to me when I come "home" to visit. I try to drink out of it every day. I sing the little ditty (badly) throughout the AM time period allotted for coffee consumption. My coffee cup obsession is, I am sure, (from comments I hear) annoying to both my mother and husband.
So imagine my annoyance, when I find out that my brother Joey, also loves the same coffee cup, and has had the nerve to pluck it, clean from cupboard, if I don't get to it first. This has happened for the last two days, as he has come to vist our mother this weekend while I am here in Virginia caring for her. Although I feel a bit miffed, I said (in true sisterly fashion) "That's ok, you enjoy it while you are here" all the while knowing damn good and well that I will win in the end. And why is that you might say? Because my mother has already said: "why don't you just take that mug with you when you go back to Florida"? At first I said no, I liked it being here, waiting for me when I come to visit. But now I am having second thoughts. Should the coffee mug stay, or go?
I think that I will ruminate about my decision over a cup of coffee...
I love this coffee mug. First, I must state for the record that my mother IS NOT a cat person, but she used to be able to sing and play blues BRA (Before Rheumatoid Arthritis), and the theme of this mug is why I bought it for her. Second, I am the one who is fond of Kliban cats, I have a cat (my other cat died last year after 15-1/2 years of ownership) but I am not a "cat person" in the way other people might be considered so. This coffee mug is a source of comfort to me when I come "home" to visit. I try to drink out of it every day. I sing the little ditty (badly) throughout the AM time period allotted for coffee consumption. My coffee cup obsession is, I am sure, (from comments I hear) annoying to both my mother and husband.
So imagine my annoyance, when I find out that my brother Joey, also loves the same coffee cup, and has had the nerve to pluck it, clean from cupboard, if I don't get to it first. This has happened for the last two days, as he has come to vist our mother this weekend while I am here in Virginia caring for her. Although I feel a bit miffed, I said (in true sisterly fashion) "That's ok, you enjoy it while you are here" all the while knowing damn good and well that I will win in the end. And why is that you might say? Because my mother has already said: "why don't you just take that mug with you when you go back to Florida"? At first I said no, I liked it being here, waiting for me when I come to visit. But now I am having second thoughts. Should the coffee mug stay, or go?
I think that I will ruminate about my decision over a cup of coffee...
posted by Margaret III at 12:46 PM
6 Comments:
Take the cup - Carla would!!!
I could see my brother doing it for sure. Carla has never struck me as the devious type, but there is a first time for everything!
Take
Take it - please.
I do also always get a little amusement over seeing that cup HOWEVER one less piece of anything in Mom's house is welcome.
And Mark doesn't know what he's talking about, per usual.
I know - that's why I hate to take it. It's one of the few things here that comforts me when I am ready to scream, like today (I am drinking coffee out of it right now). Mom said that Anne's husband Juan said HE liked it too, because it reminded him of Anne. Should I feel repulsed or just be non-plussed?
I can't say as I never met my brother in law Juan or ex brother in law.
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