In other news, Im ashamed to admit that I stomped my foot and cried like a baby when I cut my finger. I almost fainted. It was a bad slice, but not THAT bad. LoL. I have a weird fear of fingers and toes being cut. I run to the other side of the house when someone has to get a spoon out of the garbage disposal. However I did manage to drive myself to Walgreens and get what I needed..... and Im mostly recovered. I just shudder whenever I think of it. Yuck. James lost the end of his finger two years ago and I was so so pale that everyone was asking me if I was OK! Im not squeamish about much..... but diced digits do me in.
Posted on: Wed, 04 Jun 2014 02:37:39 +0000
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