Cups

It’s kind of a weird thing. The majority of the glasses in my cabinet are made of plastic. Almost all of them are holdovers from when our children were young. Which given the durability of the plastic says a lot about their ability to survive.

Of course, some of them are just huge glasses that are perfect for Phoenix summers when hydration is on the front line of survival.

But lately, we’ve taken to acquiring pint-sized glasses. Most have logos of craft-brews or the Simpsons on them, so we’re not officially into adult glasses yet.

Which leaves me wondering… Shouldn’t I have nice glasses made of glass for when people come over?

And then I think. Nah, I have wine glasses.

No way would I deal with people in my home without wine or beer.

So the moral of this story is, let’s see if those plastic cups can survive the life and times of our grandchildren should we ever have any?

Until next time

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at www.lindaandrews.net She’d love to hear from you.
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