When I open my cupboard door, there is a goofy smile just
waiting to greet me.
He (because I'm sure it's a 'he') never fails to put a smile on my face.
This delightful mug came from Maija's house. She had several that I got to choose from and this is the one that decided he's had enough of Arizona and needed to become a California mug! Yes, it is silly, but how can something that makes me smile be anything but a good thing?