Day 258: The Fabulous Fork

What started off being a day of work followed by a quiet night at home turned into a day of work and happy hour with Mr. Wonderful's mom.

We had planned to go out tomorrow night, but decided to change things last minute.

It worked for me, since I didn't have anything else going on.

We set our plan into action, found a place to meet, and our impromptu, or maybe not so impromptu happy hour was set.

We decided to go to an upscale seafood restaurant near the mall that has happy hour all day during the summer.

It was so good to see her, it's been a very long time, and we needed to catch up.

We quickly ordered some wine and light appetizers to munch on, and I filled her in on the Cinderella prediction, and the quote and notecard at the bridal shower.

She laughed when I told her about my sissy escapade flinging the notecard concert dismissal on the desk at work.

It may seem a little weird, but she wants me to be happy, and has even said in the past that she'd like to meet this new man (I guess we should call him Prince Charming) so I feel comfortable sharing these things with her.

She would have been a fabulous mother-in-law that's for sure, but I know we will always be great friends and that's ok too.

While we were working on our second glass of wine, she asked me to hand her, her purse.

I thought maybe she was looking for her glasses, but instead she pulled a fork out.

I immediately knew what it was and I smiled.

This was Mr. Wonderful's fork, and it's not just any fork, it's an extenda-fork.

It has a telescopic handle so you can extend it out to about 2 and a half feet, to reach across a table, or to another table. I guess you could call it a gag fork.

I started laughing. I remember so vividly when he showed it to me. He couldn't wait to put it to use, and he knew exactly how he was going to do it.

Every year for his birthday the family would gather for dinner at a nice steakhouse in town.... and that's when he was going to bust it out.

I think it was one of the first or second times I was meeting his entire family, so needless to say I was a little nervous.

During dinner he asked his brother (keep in mind we're sitting at a round table that seats 10 people) if his mashed potatoes were good. Before his brother could get an answer out Mr. Wonderful put the extenda-fork to work to reach in and grab a bite off his plate.

Everyone thought it was hilarious, except the brother of course.

One of the last times I got together with his mom we had talked about the fork. She mentioned she had 2 of them and she wanted me to have one.

I completely forgot about it, but when she pulled it out I couldn't have been happier. I immediately put it in my purse to make sure the wait staff didn't grab it by mistake.

I don't quite know what I'm going to do with it when the time comes. I thought I may need it at work to keep me happy during stressful times.

But a fork is a hot commodity at work, and it could end up MIA. A few years ago they took away our plastic-ware, and now when anything that remotely resembles an eating utensil shows up people hord them and squirrel them away like they're gold!

I think I'll keep it at home for now, and maybe, just maybe, someday I'll pull it out and put Prince Charming to the test :)