Growing up I was in all sorts sports and activities but I was never involved in anything that awarded merit badges.  Actually, let me take that back, my sister and I participated in the Y Indian Guides which surely has been renamed since our participation circa 1987 to something more politically correct.

The main thing I remember about Y Indian Guides was making a car for the Pinewood derby and riding the lone black train in the Thunder Mountain Railroad backwards to the station.  Although I believe we were awarded merit badges to put on our Native American vests, it was not memorable like I imagine it would be in Girl or Boy Scouts.

I have spent very little thought on merit badges until this morning.  When I saw my coffee mug with steaming coffee sitting on top of the car while I loaded everything else in the backseat I recognized it…my merit badge.

To be awarded to those who are on a budget, on the go, attempting to juggle it all with their cup of Joe.

Next up on the to do list, a PhotoShop merit badge.

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