Hi Jim, Nice To Meet You. Uh, What's Your Name Again?

Mr MudPuppy and I hit Starbucks almost every night. I mean, why stand in an epic line of impatient commuters shaky from withdrawal during the morning rush hour when you can save all kinds of time getting that caffeine buzz just before you go to bed?

Since we contribute to the national landfill with those daily cups, I started thinking, why not save those little cup sleeves and bring them in for reuse with our nightly jolt? And because we are so forgetful in our middle-age, we leave them right by the door. Like this...



And here we are a week later...



So now we wear them on our wrists. Like Wonder Woman. Deflecting the bullets shot by hovering tree huggers for not living environmentally friendly. They also hang around waiting to antagonize us after we've sailed past the the green reusable grocery bags that we keep on top of the garbage can, next to the garage door.

You know, so we won't forget them...




* * *

Nanny Goats In Panties is continuing to reach out to its global partners in the blogosphere. Dagny Taggart (her nickname) hails all the way from India and has been generous enough to add us to the blog roll on her site Scratch For The Soul. This picture is from her latest entry, Be Yourself. Say, Dagny (aka Scratch Bags), how far away is the nearest Starbucks from you?


Please click on this Humor-Blogs link to check our current ranking. A click is a vote for Nanny Goats!