|jaycee cardigan progress!|
Hello! This is going to be an overly chatty post because, well, I have a ton of stuff to tell you. My Friday afternoon was kicking off into a brilliant weekend. We had our dinner planned out (a steak for him, salmon for me) on the grill and maybe a walk after dinner.
My husband was cutting mushrooms and we were 'bickering' which is the polite way to say we were arguing over the freshness of the mushrooms. Honestly, they were rotten but he insisted they were fine (they were not). I had the onion ready for him to chop and he used the newly sharpened knife and we continued to argue over the mushrooms.
Well you know where this is going, he cut the tippy tip of his thumb. If you know me well, I cannot triage anything with blood. Just stomach viruses. So I am asking him from a far if he needed stitches. He wouldn't answer so that meant yes.
I called urgent care (as opposed to ER and a $200 copay), they asked a few questions about the injury before telling us they could treat him. So off we went - dinner was set aside while we took care of that thumb. The wait wasn't too long.
Urgent care glued it up, wrapped it up and gave him an extremely overdue tetanus shot. That tetanus shot was worth the trip!
|somewhat tidy work space|
Phew! The best part of the story is we picked up something else for dinner instead and I threw away all those rotten mushrooms. So you could say I won the argument?
We have a new rule in our 31+ year marriage. No arguing when someone is chopping food with a knife. A good safety rule if you ask me.
Yesterday we went for a walk with Frodo. It looks like spring and smells like spring but it did not feel like spring. The weather was cloudy and windy, brr. I spent the whole day enjoying my crafting. If I wasn't knitting or drawing, I was reading a book. A completely decadent Saturday.
Today we attended 9:30 a.m. Mass. I've been doing laundry and catching up on computer stuff.
Yesterday, Holly ran right by Frodo to get to her space. He is not fast enough or clever enough to even know what to do when she whips by. I love her confidence. Our house has finally become a calm oasis (most of the time).
Will they be snuggle buddies? I highly doubt it, but I do believe they like each other and know each other well enough to be together apart. Someone here told me it took three years for their cat/dog to become best buddies. I'm one year three months in.
How was your weekend?