When Shawn gets Chinese food I beg him for chopsticks. In the past, it's been for my hair - free bun barrettes! - but then I chopped off my hair, and no more bunning, so the last two packs I had were sitting in the bathroom drawer.

We bought some white cheddar popcorn crud at Blockbuster that was pretty much crap, but the name of the website (no more naked popcorn) was amusing (yes, I read everything I come in contact with), so I checked it out, and came across this gadget. It's called a popcorn fork, and it works more or less like chopsticks.

Being a person that eats everything possible with a knife and fork because dirty hands drive me nuts, popcorn was always a bittersweet treat involving a tree-load of napkins. No more! And I went from using chopsticks with popcorn to using them for almost everything (short of ice cream). They're a lot easier to clean and Shawn doesn't steal them.

So, now I'm even freakier in regards to food, but I'm having fun.