Sunday/Sundae
OK, so I suppose it finally had to happen...first crappy Sunday of my 40th year on Earth. It started out fine, even calm, with lots to do since we're getting ready for a killer week AND getting ready to go on vacation, but things seemed manageable. Then Tim had to go and cut his finger.
Of course the funny thing is how he did it. Here we were, cleaning out the fridge, and we came across this old melted chocolate in the double boiler pan that goes with our cookware...Revere Ware crap circa 1993...and he went and pried it out, went to cut some off to eat, and sliced his finger but good. I mean, we have BASKETS FULL of wrapped chocolate still from Easter, but NO he had to be all martyr eating this crap, and end up maimiing himself. After almost passing out several times, which is one of his great party tricks, seriously, ask him about it sometime, and the bleeding not stopping, it was off to the ER! Um, yeah, great day, eh?
It did make me think back,though, to this time I stabbed myself in the palm of my hand trying to pry brownies out of a pan. I was like EIGHT, but still, I guess I ought to cut the guy a little slack.
Needless to say, I am NOT escaping the Sunday Grumpies today...oh, and Tim is fine...but is still a jerk;)
5th Sunday of my 40th year - VICTORY SUNDAY GRUMPIES
Argh! What a pain! Poor Tim, and poor you taking care of him. I hate cuts. One thing I remember about you, though, is that you have a rough time heading into vacations and an awesome time being on vacations. So maybe this pre-vacation time is going to be extra nerve-wracking to prepare you for a truly magnificent time at the keys! Hey, you never know.
ReplyDeleteYou have a good point, Katie! I am hanging in there. There is just SO much to do before this weekend! At least today went well. And Tim is fine...I'm not mad at him anymore either...never can stay mad at him for too long:)
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