Thursday, October 1, 2009

A Fork in the Road...or Somewhere

It's been another exciting week around here. That's right. Here's the list of what I've accomplished:
  • Re-organized sock drawer: Check
  • Cleaned sports/junk/project/crapft room: Check
  • Shampooed and vacuumed cat (Oh. I think I see where I went wrong. It was supposed to be CARPET. Oops.): Check
  • Turned yoga students into pretzels: Check
  • Faked an affluent social life on Facebook: Check
  • Swam without drowning: Check
  • Bought a Bicycle: CHECK CHECK CHECK!!!!!
Yay! I finally have a bike. Now I need to go ride it.

Enough of that. Didn't I say something about forks?

I'm convinced that someone else besides Hubby, Cat, and I live in this house. Lately, when I've opened the silverware drawer to pull out a small fork, I find that a large fork had infiltrated the small fork slot. WTF? I mean, WHAT THE FORK? Or, as some members of my Texas-born family would say: "WHAT THE FARK"!

Surely someone is coming in at night or when I'm not here and re-arranging my drawer. That must be it because I certainly wouldn't put the forks in the wrong slot while unloading the dishwasher, now would I?

Sigh. I've been feeling so good lately but I must have been fooling myself. I need another vacation.

While looking around for pictures of forks, I found this:

I get frustrated with my hair-throwing, dirt-rolling, clawed critter that looks like a cat but I would never do that to him. Then again, maybe he could use the pitch fork to get the moles out of our yard.

Then I found this picture:

so I poured me some wine.

Along with my wine, I pulled out
Skye's granola. That's right. She sent me this photo for naming her harvest granola "Blue Skye's Harvest Granola":

So should I go for a career in Marketing?

Photo credits: devil kitty: geckoam on, wine label: fotofill on, Creative Commons license (see sidebar)


Marvelous Marv said...

Awesome! And I gotta get some of that granola for my son - his name is Blue Moon Sky Wilson - serious! Plus he loves granola!

The Old Silly

Marissa said...

Maybe after you vacuumed one pissed off cat, he re-arranged your forks to end the OCD madness. Better check your sock drawer again.

ReformingGeek said...

@Marv - Wow! That is one fancy name!

@Marissa - Hum.....where ARE my socks?

United Studies said...

Hahaha...that could be my week, except for the yoga and bike thing. :-)

Mary@Holy Mackerel said...

Definitely the cat did it. Vacuuming a pussy makes them very very angry.

Unknown said...

now all i want is a glass of wine!
I am LMAO@Marys comment!

ReformingGeek said...

@Jacki - I'm glad your sock drawer looks nice!

@Mary - Yep. It has to be the cat.

@georgie - Sounds good to me.

Kelly P said...

I did alot of cleaning today.I even hit my closets and that was'nt fun at all.As for the fork? Blame it on the cat.My cat gets in to everything,even the drawers.So yes,I do agree.Blame it on the cat.

CONGRATS!!! on the granola

Jean Knee said...

no way the cat's innocent.

the hubs is trying to make you think yer crazy

Me-Me King said...

Gee, I thought I was the only one that faked a social life, but my pretending goes far beyond Face Book. So far that I have convinced myself that I have an active social life. (*sigh*)

ReformingGeek said...

@donna - Thanks! The closets are where I throw everything to hide it. ;-) Wait. Where's the cat?

@jean - Yeah. He does that well.

@me-me - Sometimes pretending is all I've got. ;-)

Nooter said...

is granola that smelly stuff on the bathroom counter youre not supposed to eat?

Mama-Face said...

bahaha. I love you.

I have the same devious silverware. Or someone devious living in my house. Or deviant.

I wanna be your affluent FB friend. (Too desperate? Thought so.)

Meg said...

Cleaned your crapft room--love it!!

ReformingGeek said...

@Nooter - Yeah, that's right. YOU are not supposed to eat granola!

@mama-face - You can be my friend anytime!

@Prefers - Yeah. That's about what it's full of...

Maureen said...

That's some sparkly granola...

I love organized socks. Mine are sorted by color... yes, I AM that OCD.

Elizabeth said...

Oh man I'm hungry. And that granola looks so good. Now I'm going to have to go to the store and buy some.

ReformingGeek said...

@Maureen - You really are OCD. My socks are arranged by "type" and I have two different drawers with socks.

@Elizabeth - Yeah. It does look good, doesn't it?

Moonrayvenne said...

Whether it's the cat or hubby moving the forks, I'd sleep with one eye open. Personally, I believe in the Fork Fairy, who after tiring of forking around, turns into the sock stealer. All kinds of little critters who create chaos in our homes. LOL!

Anonymous said...

Well Reffie, it's either the cat or gremlins.

You choose!


Funny girl, you!

Bee said...

I love forking around with the forks. It drives Andy bananas!

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