Last night I was walking across the kitchen trying to eat a last forkful of rice. Instead of getting the fork to my mouth, I managed to somehow "twang" it so that it sprayed the rice ALL over the kitchen. I am still wondering if my spouse found rice in his helmet this morning on his commute. The rice was in sauce, and soft, so I had to pick it up grain by grain--any attempt at wiping it up just smooshed it all over the floor.
And then this morning I dropped my eyeglasses right into my coffee cup. Sheesh.
PS May I point out that I achieved both of these things just in the last twelve hours?
Last edited by salsabike; 05-12-2008 at 11:50 AM.
"My predominant feeling is one of gratitude. I have loved and been loved;I have been given much and I have given something in return...Above all, I have been a sentient being, a thinking animal, on this beautiful planet, and that in itself has been an enormous privilege and an adventure." O. Sacks