Well, I really did it this time. Was cutting up a watermelon with The Sharpest Knife in the Kitchen, the one I really love, when the knife slipped and did major damage to my finger. I knew this was a bad one. And it happened in front of 6 grandchildren, ages 3-12, who luckily didn't even realize what had occurred. I ran up to the bedroom and woke up my husband, who bandaged the finger and applied pressure till the bleeding subsided, then took me to the urgent care center up the block, where the doctor had to stitch the finger and bandage it all over again, and give me a tetanus shot to boot. While we were away, Menucha finished slicing up the watermelon (with a less lethal knife) and took out every bit of junk food in the house to give the kids. We came home to food all over the place, very happy playing children, and everything under control.

The great thing about this is: no dishwashing for a week. My husband and Menucha have already taken the job on, and I have told them they are going to be eating a lot of pizza and frozen foods for the next 7 days. Now if I can only figure out how to get them to do the dishes for another week after that!

The other great thing: I can type (they call it "keyboarding" nowadays) pretty well, even with the big bandage on my finger. And I can also hand quilt, which was my main concern. So all in all, it could have been worse. Am certainly counting my blessings today...