Behind every collection is a story and here is mine:

"My Cup of Jo(anna)" (notice the pun!)

I collect mugs from all the different places I have been and this blog is an account of the individual story behind each mug that I own. Some were gifts and some I bought, but each mug comes with an unique background with a special meaning to me. My collection first started with my love of coffee and tea. Every since I was little my mother had introduced to me to the world of caffeinated beverages. We'd sit down at night with our favorite flavor of tea and spend time bonding together. At first I started off slow, only sampling a simple lemon tea with honey (my mom's favorite) but my palate began to branch to other berry flavors, chai (my personal favorite) and eventually to coffee and with that our bonding grew too. It was my mother's cure all and our timing did not just become limited to night. Now away at college I still look forward to coming home on breaks to enjoy a nice cup of tea with my mommy. I found myself always drinking out of the same mug because of it's aesthetic appeal and dreaded when I was presented with the old ugly looking mug. When the "pretty" mug was in the dishwasher, I was left disheartened, which then sparked my collection to buy more mugs that I like drinking out of. This blog will document my growing collection featuring one mug each time in no particular order or preference. Each mug represents a part of me I'd like to share and as you read I hope to open you to my world a little.

"Keep Calm and Carry On"

Cup of (Jo)anna