Pickup Sticks

Pickup Sticks

Since Niner has gone to Wisconsin, I felt that as his associate I should let you all know what is going on here. Well, it’s a bunch of goofiness. I thought all of the goofy stuff happened to Niner, but apparently I’m not exempt.

Thursday evening I got home from work and watched T.V. for a little bit, talked to Niner and generally unwound. Then I decided to make myself a very unhealthy but tasty dinner of mozzarella sticks. I took them into the living room and sat in front of the T.V. to enjoy my time alone. I was trying to get myself situated and hold the plate and open my can of pop at the same time. This didn’t work out too well because suddenly my plate of mozzarella sticks slanted forward and the sticks flew to the floor. All of them except two. I picked them up and cleaned up my mess, or so I thought.

Later on, I decided to watch a DVD. I began looking through my collection to find a good chick flick that I know Niner won’t watch. Tucked between the DVDs, I found 2 very familiar cards. In fact, they were already typed out thank you cards for our wedding gifts. Yes, two of our guests didn’t get their thank yous. It’s a year and a half later so it’s too late to do anything about it, but the real question is how did they get from the study to the DVDs in the living room. It’s not like we have kids to drag them there. Well there is Niner, and he’s a lot like a kid, but I have no clue as to what happened.

After all that I decided not to watch a DVD and watched American Idol and Are You Smarter Than a Fifth Grader (a hilarious game show hosted by Jeff Foxworthy). So, at some point while I was watching these I kept thinking about the weird places things turn up. Then I wondered if I had really found all of the mozzarella sticks that I had dropped. I went over to the T.V> and felt around more thoroughly, and yes, there on the shelf was another mozzarella stick. I give up! I wish Niner were here. I would just blame him for all of it!

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