So even though I’m not a tourist here anymore (technically I was never a tourist because all I did was hang out in my grandparents living room), I couldn’t resist this absolutely touristy buy. Or taking a creepy photo of myself with it.
But even though I absolutely do not need anymore cups, nor do I need touristy crap, I had to buy this cup.
See, a couple of years back, my brother and I decided to road trip to Maine. When we crossed the bridge into Maine, we were attempting to do several things.
1. Stay on the road and not crash into the Piscatiqua River
2. Drink the state soft drink of Maine, Moxie. This is not an easy feat at any time. It’s gross, seriously.
3. Quote along with our favorite Maine radio show, Bert and I, which has been off the air since the 1960s, but which my family has on CD.
4. Take a picture of the welcome sign.
One of these items failed.
As a result, we spent the rest of trip shouting “Come to Aine, Life Should Be” at a far more frequent interval than was necessary.
So when I saw this cup that proudly stated “The Way Life Should Be,” I had to get it. Because now I can cover up “The Way” and have my very own “Life Should Be” cup.
Because Life Should Be.