Monday, February 20, 2012

Broken

I have a confession to make.
I can't use chopsticks. I have tried about a billion times, but they just don't work for me. I have had private lessons, looked at diagrams, tried to surreptitiously observe other people and then imitate. The chopsticks just wildly flail, unable to do anything with the food in front of me. Except, if I am lucky, make a huge mess.

Aware of my plight, the last couple times we went to get sushi, Mickey had the foresight to ask them to bring me childrens chopsticks. I could totally use them! Without any problems at all! I felt very accomplished, even though I had a colorful piece of plastic at the end of my chopsticks, holding them together.

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