Cut me once, shame on you. Cut me twice shame on me. And third times the charm?!? Just sent my knives to be sharpened before coming down this way. I'm rethinking that so called great idea as I find myself chopping under sail or mid conversation with guests. Either way I'm usually only able to keep one eye on the knife and the other... not. Today was the third good one. Three fingers and one amazing wash cloth later I'm still learning. As he ran to get the Bactine and bandages today Sasha asked me to "please stop cutting myself". I told him I'd do my best. Ps. Mom, I'm setting up a PO Box next week-- please send more washcloths, at this rate I might make it till Christmas.
Tara Sue! Too Emge's is not open, they had some great metal mesh gloves that the people on the kill lines used to protect their hands and fingers. I do have some butter knives that I could send. Or, maybe you could just slow down a little - you are in the islands, mon.
ReplyDeleteI will get busy on those washcloths, only if you will be more careful with my hard work.
Sorry that I missed your call today. I had a good observation in the ICU. I will get that mileage for you tomorrow.
The sun and warm sound good - it was really windy here today, around 40 degrees, and spitting snow. I know you miss this!
We miss you. love, momma jean
oops, that should have said -too bad Emge's....
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