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Reading: The Mists of Avalon
Weather: overcast; very nice
The ferret is: wandering around the apartment looking for anything new


DOn't expect a lotta good typing from me for the next few days, maybe coupla weeks. I had an accident in the kitchen yesterday involving a cantaloupe and a very high quality sharp knife and shortened my pinky finger on my left hand.

There was a picnic potluck birthday party at my bro's last night, in honor, in advance, of me and Mom. My little sister said that my finger was gonna look like Mt St Helens. I told on her to Mom.

And my daughters, both grisly little things, wanted me to unwrap and show my owie to them. Of course I can't do that cuz I have a heavy-duty asuper duper pressure basndage on it. So instead, at my Gregg's instigation, I gave my youngest kid the tiny tupperware container with the end of my finger in it. (It was too small a chunk to reattach and the doctor was out of super glue) She loved it. I am afraid to ask, but I think she's going to put it in a pot with one of her hundreds of house plsants.




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