Ouch

Roseann Cash tried to kill me - sort of. I was carrying a long knife across the kitchen when it slipped out of my hand. That sucker fell in a direct straight line right onto my big toe. The extremely sharp edge plowed right through that thin skin, immediately bringing up a big, bright bead of blood.

The toe aches. Quite a bit, actually. But, with a husband who recently cut off the end of his finger, I really can't go around whining about my little injury. (At least not out loud.)