May 1- Lisa's Musings (on a cracked coffee mug) and Every Day Life

This is a pre-recorded blog alert.

No, not a repeat, like on TV.

It’s a new post, but in the interest of full disclosure, I pre-wrote this blog – the day before it was posted.

But I dated it May 1.

Then left it in the blog edit mode.

Partly because I figured out after writing about 200 of these things that I can, and I wanted to try it.

Seriously, though, although the above is indeed true -- it’s really because I’m at a dog show. (See previous five blogs that mentioned it about 500 times.)

And since I’m not sure what time I’ll get home, you’ll have enjoy this post and wait until Sunday night to find out how I did.

Hey, you can read Daniel’s blogs from the president’s visit while you’re waiting.

So while I’m sure you were sending positive vibes our way, and crossing all of your fingers and toes for Driver and me all day Saturday, frequently checking this blog for news on those elusive group placements …

You’ll just have to wait a little longer.

Sorry about that.

Instead, I’m going to share a sad story with you.

I dropped my favorite mug and cracked it. I’m not sure if you can see it in the photo, but it’s there.

The crack starts on the right side of the block M continues through the A and ends at the bottom of the mug.

This shiny plastic one apparently doesn’t bounce on cement as well as the old not shiny plastic one.

I’m not sure if it will make any difference in how hot my coffee stays –
because I haven’t had a chance to give it a whirl post-dropping.

But it was a choice between the mug (five bucks) or My Baby camera (lots of hundreds of bucks).

It was a no-brainer.

I’m usually pretty good at balancing both but, apparently, not today.

Err, Friday.

(Full disclosure here.)

But, I’ll let you know how that turns out on Sunday, too.