Oh man, I'm sorry we haven't been blogging too much. I'm sure that your life has felt empty and sad without your [almost] daily dose of M Cubed. Sorry about that.
The good news is that I have lots of stuff to share with you in the coming weeks. The bad news is that I don't feel like doing it right now. But while Matt and his mom read their books and I watch some HGTV while breathing in fresh lake air (which is known to have healing properties), I need to share something with you right quick.
First you need to know that Matt's mom's best friend Kim (mother of Audrey) loaded me up with lots of exciting gifts a few days ago. One of the things was a lot of fancypants silver. You know, like the kind of silver where there is a separate fork for everything (a.k.a., silver that I love but don't really understand), the kind where you hold your pinky finger out while using each individual piece.*
And one of the pieces is this, the shrimp fork (or at least that's what I'm told).
And I love love LOVE this fork.
But there's a slight problem. I hate hate HATE shrimp.
So I've been trying to think of ways to use my fork without having to eat shrimp or reveal to the rest of the world that I completely lack sophistication.
Head scratcher? Kid stabber? Gardening tool? Hmmmmmmm. Nah.
Oh, wait! I've got it!
Hair holder-upper/self-defense device.
This way, I still don't have to eat any shrimp. And, no, it's not going to trick people into believing that I am sophisticated, but I wasn't going to have much luck in that department anyhow.
But it doesn't matter.
Because I'll tell you one thing right now: should an attacker try to attack me, he (or she, I suppose) better get used to the feeling of a shrimp fork in the eye.
*Also the kind of silver that reminds Matt of royalty, which then gets him talking about the royal wedding. He's all, "it's magical" this and "a real-life fairytale" that.
The good news is that I have lots of stuff to share with you in the coming weeks. The bad news is that I don't feel like doing it right now. But while Matt and his mom read their books and I watch some HGTV while breathing in fresh lake air (which is known to have healing properties), I need to share something with you right quick.
First you need to know that Matt's mom's best friend Kim (mother of Audrey) loaded me up with lots of exciting gifts a few days ago. One of the things was a lot of fancypants silver. You know, like the kind of silver where there is a separate fork for everything (a.k.a., silver that I love but don't really understand), the kind where you hold your pinky finger out while using each individual piece.*
And one of the pieces is this, the shrimp fork (or at least that's what I'm told).
And I love love LOVE this fork.
But there's a slight problem. I hate hate HATE shrimp.
So I've been trying to think of ways to use my fork without having to eat shrimp or reveal to the rest of the world that I completely lack sophistication.
Head scratcher? Kid stabber? Gardening tool? Hmmmmmmm. Nah.
Oh, wait! I've got it!
Hair holder-upper/self-defense device.
This way, I still don't have to eat any shrimp. And, no, it's not going to trick people into believing that I am sophisticated, but I wasn't going to have much luck in that department anyhow.
But it doesn't matter.
Because I'll tell you one thing right now: should an attacker try to attack me, he (or she, I suppose) better get used to the feeling of a shrimp fork in the eye.
*Also the kind of silver that reminds Matt of royalty, which then gets him talking about the royal wedding. He's all, "it's magical" this and "a real-life fairytale" that.
My first blog mention from an awesome blog! Thanks for giving me a valid reason to walk around feeling victorious today :D
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