A Cup, an Egg, and a Spoon

Not such a great morning yesterday. I was up at 4:40am to get my mother-in-law to the cardiologist's for her 8:30am appointment. She was incredibly ungrateful, which I found incredibly irritating. I get that being grateful to the person pounding on your front door at 5:00 in the morning is pretty darn impossible.
But she answered the door in her baggy THERMAL LONG JOHNS clutching a teapot in one hand and an egg in another. Not my definition of "ready" - which was what I had requested from her ...