It's a nice day to sit by the boiling pond and fish for a cup of tea.
As long as a dude with a mustache doesn't pop out of my morning cuppa joe, I think we'll be all right.
This could pretty much be a picture of me in the bath tub after a long day when I have a book and a cup of tea (maybe with a little whiskey) and I'm soaking the day away. Awwww yeah...
I like the idea of your tableware interacting more actively with food. Though unfortunately these are disposable. Let's get things moving that way.
We'll save the porcelain set for when she learns that we pour tea into the cups not onto the saucers.
When times get tough, the tough get fancy. Or something like that. Seriously though, a handle on a cupcake is pretty seriously fancy. I don't think I could maintain that level of fancy for long. I'd end up with a frosting mustache or something.
Oh thank goodness the bears are here with my tea. I don't know what I'd do without them.
I only want one cup of tea. I want it strong and I want it cute and I want it NOW.
Bunny, you're made to give me tea, you don't have to act so put out about it!
Another etiquette question: When one is at afternoon tea, how long should one wait before eating the cup?
I guess I didn't know that monkeys were into lounging in hot tubs. Makes sense, after all, we are evolved from them and we sure love hot tubs!
Here, let me serve you.
Time to have some peach tea and chill by a hot fire on a summer night.