Ah yes, the "crew-served" WC coffee mug. That thing is just comically-oversized, and I think I spent half of the day trying not to pee myself, because the girls thought it was cool, and served me several cups of coffee in it today. Mrs. AC made the morning opener in it, and then we doubled-up for some reason (which we never do). My daughter came home from work after lunch when I was still flagging a bit, and it was off to the races again. Then Mrs. AC followed not long after following her business meetings in the afternoon, and ... you guessed it. Coffee. In the epic WC mug. By the time we all headed out to the bridal shop and dinner this evening, I felt like I really needed to check into rehab. :D :D
Note to self: either dial back on the Oxycontin or don't quadruple-down on the WC coffee mug. If the cancer doesn't get you, the heart attack surely will. lol
Hilarious stuff.
AC