Thursday, August 14, 2014

Really Random Thursday, 8/14/14: My Life as Told in Starbucks Mugs

Awhile ago I got the idea of justifying Starbucks mug purchases telling my life story via Starbucks mugs. Mugs from the "you are here" series started popping up on Instagram and it is probably one of my favorite series.

Be prepared for some literary license. It turns out that some states don't have "state" mugs, only cities. And at least one state, crucial to my life story, doesn't have a mug at all!

I was born in Los Angeles, in a little town called Maywood, to be exact. In doing some research when writing this, it turns out that Maywood is a small city in southeast Los Angeles County, and at 1.18 square miles, it is the third-smallest incorporated city in Los Angeles County.
 
 At some point when I was very small, my parents packed up everything and moved to Chicago. I think my father planned on going to school. Things didn't work out, apparently I cried all the time, and so after about six weeks they packed up everything and moved back to California.
My father was a pastor of a church in Downey, also in the Los Angeles area, and we were there until I was about three. At that point, we moved to Oklahoma, where my father became the pastor of a larger church. We lived in Enid for seven years, until I completed fourth grade. I have great memories of Oklahoma and the house we lived in. My brother, Jeff, was adopted when he was ten days old, and came to live with us on July 4, when I was about 6 1/2 years old.

(Note to Starbucks: There are people living in Oklahoma who drink coffee. Design a mug for them!! Because seven years is a big chunk of my life, I am using a logo from Sew Oklahoma. Contact this designer. Oklahoma needs a mug!)


After fourth grade, we moved to Phoenix. I don't have fond memories. I apologize if you are one of those people who love the sun and the heat. I'm not one of you. While I enjoyed school, I hated the heat.
After my sophomore year in high school, we moved to Seattle. Total bliss. All those wonderful grey and drizzly days. I was totally in my element. Climate-wise at least. Changing schools right before my junior year in high school was a hard transition for me.  Funny story about my high school, Shoreline. It is not a school anymore--it is a retirement center.
After being in a graduating class of over 700 students, I wanted to attend a really small college. Our church denomination had just the college I was looking for, Tabor College in Hillsboro, Kansas (our son, Aaron, graduated from its sister school here in Fresno, Fresno Pacific University).
I was much more comfortable in a smaller setting. I met the love of my life, Mark. He was from Minnesota and was recruited to play football for Tabor.
We got married (in Seattle) after he graduated, and then settled down in western Kansas for five years while he taught school. At that point, I was pregnant, we were tired of the non-stop wind of western Kansas and Mark was ready to try something besides teaching. My parents had moved to Fresno the year before, so we made the decision to move there as well.
In the meantime, my brother had grown up, gotten his master's degree in economics, married and moved to Dallas.
He went to work right away for the federal reserve and was there until last fall, when he got a different job for the federal reserve in Washington, D.C. We can hardly wait to go there for a visit.
Aaron was born in Fresno, and after graduating from college and getting married, he and Christa moved to Portland for five years while he went to optometry school. What a beautiful city. I think if they had stayed there, we would have found a way to move there as well.
Instead, once he was ready to start his career as an optometrist, they moved back to Fresno, and live a mile away. We are so happy about that, because we love having them and our grandchildren so nearby.

So there you have it. The places I've lived, at least most of them,
and friends who have also contributed to my little collection.

If you have followed Really Random Thursday, you know I like a good quote. I saw this one at lunch today.
Your turn.













26 comments:

  1. Love your life story as told in mugs. I could use a few of those. My daughter lives in Portland and loves it!

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  2. Wonderful story and love how you told it through your beautiful Starbucks mugs! That's quite a collection. The picture of the colorful mug insides is so cool as is the quote at the end. I agree that Starbucks needs to add more states/cities to their collection. I have only lived in three places (and only two states) and just one of them has a mug so my story has told through Starbucks mugs would be rather lame ;-)))

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  3. that's so lovely! I wish they made those mugs in the UK - I would totally send you a London one!

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  4. What a wonderful way to tell your story! I love it! It's interesting how some of the mugs are from cities and some are from states. I love the different illustrations and color. I have the WI mug where I was born and raised, and the OH mug where I lived for awhile and my sister currently lives, and the MN mug where my brother lives. But now I need mugs from Las Vegas and Colorado, other places I've lived. What a fun adventure!

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  5. How cool, telling your story in Starbucks mugs! Love the colorful photo of the mugs with their interiors showing.

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  6. What a great collection! Loved your tale of life a la Starbucks mugs!

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  7. Cindy, I loved the story of your life in Starbucks mugs. Also, I love the way those mugs form the perfect little rainbow of color, especially for someone with a blog titled 'Live a colorful life".
    Katja in Kamloops (I agree about the heat)

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  8. What a nice story! I love your mugs and my favorite one is Chicago as my eldest son works and lives there. I visited this fabulous city!

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  9. I really enjoyed this post and learning a little more about you.

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  10. I only have the Phoenix and Las Vegas mugs but I want more too! They are so darn cute and I love the thin lip for hot drinks--I am quite picky about my mugs!

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  11. Wow! You Americans sure move around! Even if there were Australian mugs, I'd only need one! Yours sure tell an interesting story!

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  12. Thank you for that recap of your adventures - it was a really interesting read. I had never seen those mugs before I saw one on instagram this morning, and now they are everywhere - except in New Zealand and Australia!

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  13. Wow, that's quite the collection, but I admire your tenacity in trying to collect every related mug to your life :oD

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  14. This is such a fun post! Thanks for sharing.

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  15. I'm with you on this! I've moved more times than I have fingers and toes. 5 high schools! But I wouldn't trade it. I love traveling. My Dad was in the Navy and my grandfather was one of the first frogmen (now the Seals), and my great grandfather was an immigrant. I'm a proud American and have visited 47 states. 3 to go.

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  16. This is great! What a wonderful way to tell a story. I can't believe no mug for all of OK! BTW, I noticed you've ended up in a hot place.

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  17. I find that a very fine and worthwhile collection! Sadly, I can only boast of two BUT they are from Geneva and Paris so...I think that makes it still kinda cool. I wish I'd picked them up on previous travels but couldn't ever justify it. Now I wish I had!

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  18. What a fun post Cindy! Enjoy your coffee in those mugs

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  19. How lovely!!

    Starbucks doesn't have those mugs here in England...don't know why... they're gorgeous! I bought one when I was in New York at Easter and my husband couldn't believe the fuss I made till I got one...

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  20. Great story! (I too hate the heat! I spent a week in Pheonix for my step brother's wedding, and I was miserable!)
    I've been collecting as well. It's hard to know when to say when with these cute mugs! I've sort of stopped buying them, although when Matt travels overseas I'd like a few of those. ;) And I agree about making mugs for ALL of the states! How unfair! (And while I love the city ones, I'm sure there are people who don't live in the cities, and would like a state mug, too!)
    OK, there's my Sbux mug rant. ;)

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  21. I love the story and the mugs. I have a lot of the mugs you have and some you don't. I've had to divide my collection between two places as the cupboard was too full.

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  22. I loved your story Cindy. So nice to know more about you through coffee mugs of all things. You've lived in a lot of different places compared to me.

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  23. Delightfully told, Cindy! Do you like cream and sugar with your coffee?

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  24. This was such a fun post. I've never lived anywhere besides New Jersey and I envy people who get to live in different states and get to remodel different houses.
    Great idea to collect the mugs :)

    Peggy

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  25. (I think this is where I tried to comment on this when I was reading on my iPad and things just don't work for me so well on mobile devices…)

    You are one clever girl--love the story told this way. And love how you styled each shot and got them all to look cohesive! Way to go.

    Elziabeth

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  26. love your mugs!!! I don't drink coffee but sure would like those mugs

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