I am never . . .

going to cook another meal!

Monday night, I was being Little Miss Suzy Homemaker and baking a ham and home-made au gratin potatoes. While I was slicing the potatoes (yes, without the safety guard), I managed to slice the tar out of my thumb. It bled everywhere, and Aaron (and my mom, and Laura, and others) convinced me I needed to at least have it looked at.

Three hours and five stitches later, Aaron and I finally got out of the ER. I told him I wasn’t ever going to cook again after this mess!