It must be the oatmeal

I dropped my bowl in the sink yesterday, and managed to break it almost perfectly in half.

The other explanation is aliens, and I don't like that one.

Also, this is my kitchen windowsill:

Yes, there is snow on the lawn outside. Yes, I know it is April.  And yes, that is an egg dipper from Easter.  It isn't put away because I don't know where to put it. But hey, the windowsill is clean.  That other little white thing?  Oh, some kind of bone- vertebrae, I think- that Jared washed off and saved.  I have no idea which animal lost it.  What do you mean, your windowsill has no vertebrae?!?  What kind of a house are you running, anyway?

If you're jealous of my vertebrae, I might be willing to lend it to you, just for a week or two.  But I'll definitely want it back.