In a formal place setting, there are often multiple forks; each has its own purpose. There is a dinner fork. There is a salad fork. There is a fish fork. When I was growing up, I didn't know these details. To me there were big forks and my fork, the little one. While I still prefer a little fork, I've now graduated college and landed a job. Perhaps next I'll eat with a dinner fork.
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Days 59-63: Distracted
Sorry everyone. As you can see I had a 14lb distraction the last couple of days. I owe you a recap of February and some goals for March. Coming soon!
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