FORK

In June of 2003

Andi and I went to Las Vegas to a Kenny Chesney concert

 with some friends of mine.

We decided on the Cheesecake Factory @ the Forum shops at Caesars Palace for lunch.

Our table was full so there wasn't much room.

I sat my purse on the floor by my foot.

We ordered our sodas, visited and giggled.  We ordered our lunch.  We visited and giggled some more.

I noticed that I didn't have a fork...

Looked on the floor - no fork.

I asked our waiter for another fork - he promptly brought me one.

We ate 'til we were about to explode.  We shopped some and, as always, we had a terrific time and got home

l-a-t-e!

The next day while rummaging in the bottom of my purse for something,
I happened to find the missing

F O R K

!

This is the culprit that jumped into my bag!

It lives in the drawer with all my other forks.

I still use it after all these years.

I suppose that I ought to take it back someday, but I really haven't been back there since!  If I ever go back I will confess - well, I'll see what happens when I get to that
fork in the road!

That's my story and I'm sticking to it!