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| Maybe you can't see my hand behind all of that spraypaint blood. This is why I label things. |
Thankfully, I had some chocolate s'mashing s'mores from Trader Joe's. They had a little hard plastic shrink seal on them. There was already a knife sitting out, so I went to slice it open. Confession: the knife was too big. My left pointer finger took the brunt of the slice on the right side near my nail bed. Confession: I am typing this with one hand. My left hand is in the air with a paper towel wrapped around it and pressure is being applied.
S very kindly brought me some chocolate so I can make it through this whole "typing with one hand" experience. THEN I remembered the writing prompts I got from the Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop this week. The first one (that I thought impossible for me to undertake): "1.) Write a post in just 12 lines." The only way I could possibly reign myself in is by being forced to type one handed. Do captions count? I need more specific rules, but this is my attempt AND original artwork. You're welcome. If I regain use of my hand tomorrow, it's on.
-RT

Chocolate is worth a little blood ;) hope your hand feels better soon!
ReplyDeleteNothing a small band-aid and a little pressure couldn't fix. And a little extra drama for sympathy at home!
DeleteOh my! I do hope your hand is better. Thanks for visiting Urban Philly Woman.
ReplyDeleteTotally mended. Thanks!
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