Sunday, November 1, 2009

Accoutrements


I used scissors to eat my lunch on Thursday.
(A sort of veggie stir fry with quinoa and a ginger sauce, in case you were wondering.)

They were the kindergarten type scissors, which are surprisingly versatile in their scooping and stabbing capabilities.

This week has been about catching up. All that house hunting and house obsessing (looking at listings online, crunching numbers, reading about the mortgage rates and forecasts... blah blah blah) put me a bit behind on the daily cold fusion research.

Since I wasn't house obsessing (sort of) I'm not sure why I couldn't remember to throw a fork in with my lunch.
Perhaps my latest fixation (creating traps for scuttling roaches) is keeping my brain overloaded and occupied. At the very least I might blame the heat... but the last week was blessedly cool for Tucson.

A more logical explanation... I'm a slow learner.

Sad fact. Two days later I ate with the same scissors.

8 comments:

wallymom said...

At least moments like that make your lunch memorable.
Without the scissors, it's just another day, another lunch. This way you got a story out of it.

crazy lady said...

Oh can I relate!
Good thing for those problem solving skills we learned in our fine arts classes... I'm pretty sure knowing how to spell and add don't really help in situations like that.
I actually used a paint scaper to eat a dessert one day. (That and my fingers :0)

My Angels said...

I know exactly where you are coming from. Only in the end I was just up a river without a paddle, a diaper bag with no diaper, or change of clothing, Talk about wondering what you were thinking ;)

The Desiree said...

That is a cute set of utilizes you have there.

Jet said...

But the question is: Did the rubber glue ON the scissors enhance the ginger sauce? I think so. Don't deny it.

michandler said...

You always were and always will be "creative" in so many ways. Luckily for me I always have a staff of "previously used" (by me of course) plastic utensils stashed in my drawer at work. I just lick them and put them in a cup in my drawer. Gross I know but I'm too lazy to walk the few feet to the sink to wash them and I am only killing myself with my own bacteria/germs. What does that say about me and my eating habits??

Lost Woman said...

I'm so glad to hear there are others with similar issues.

There wasn't glue on the scissor, more likely solvent which is far tastier and more toxic as well.

Also guilty of the non washing thing as my office is not near any sort of sink.
Disgusting, but true.

jo said...

Just proves you are able to think outside the box....which can make life interesting at times! I think your roach traps fall into the same "outside the box thinking"...see...puts a zing into life!