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Beginner's Heart

2014-07-18 18.28.51This is part of what I did today. Certainly the better part.

After an early morning — spent w/ a lawyer, not every my favourite thing to do — my sister called and needed help. She’d been left holding the bag (actually, 6 bags) for her HS reunion gig tonight, and hoped her big sis would help out.

Of course!

So I picked some flowers from the garden, she picked up Thai soup, and we got to work cutting up fruit for trays, and bread for cocktail sandwiches. And I did just fine until…the watermelon <cue solemn voice of foreboding>.

This next photo is NSF blood-phobes. I cut my finger w/ our verrry sharp new cleaver. You might say… I clove it. BIG slice into the finger and its poor nail. It’s like the WORST papercut. cut fingerStitches almost certainly won’t help, so I didn’t even bother.

Sigh. My sister was horrified — it bled alot. But it’s stopped that, and left this interesting pattern of honeycomb on the Bandaid that had nothing like that before it wrapped my finger.

You’ll be seeing shorter posts for a few days, I assure you. Typing is… iffy. Make that ouch-y.

I still feel like Isaac Bashevis Singer, though: if it hadn’t been this, who knows what it might have been? And it was great to see my sis! I blame the whole thing on the watermelon, personally.

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