So… random unexpected side effect of all these Star Wars feels floating about is that I have gotten suddenly, intensely nostalgic for certain things from my childhood. This has happened before, sure, but every now and then I’m hit with a nostalgia so strong it’s almost a physical pain. And it’s really, really lame, but… the two things that nostalgia hangs on are those old vintage tupperware cups from the 70s and vintage pyrex. Now, every time I get nostalgic for the Pyrex, I go visit it at my mom’s house and everything is good. She even let me steal some of it for my own use, so I have some in MY house. But the tupperware? Well. We still have a few at my mom’s house, but several of them have been lost over the years, including the ones that were my favorite colors. So that nostalgia is stupidly painful because even though we still HAVE some of them… it’s my fault we lost the ones I like. I took them to college. And somewhere, in all my subsequent moves, I’m pretty sure they were lost.
What I’m trying to say is… I may or may not have spent some money on Etsy in the interest of having my own set of said mugs. -.-;;;
There’s actually 8 of them with lids. I’m so giddy about this purchase, though. And now I want to get the sippy cup ones, too. Because we lost the blue one ages ago and it was both mine and my sister’s favorite and SOMEONE TELL ME I DON’T NEED TO BUY CUPS THAT DOUBLE AS SIPPY CUPS. -.-;;; PLEASE?