This just hasn't been my week. I have traced the problem back to a couple years ago when I made a cool discovery. The Food Network. It was my first exposure to Rachael Ray. I was hooked on "30 Minute Meals" in short order. Because of that, I had to go out and buy one of those cool Santoku kitchen knives that she uses. It's the only knife I own that is actually sharp and worth its salt in the kitchen. It's really sharp. I love the thing. It slices, it dices, it cleans out the fridge. Well, OK, it doesn't really clean out the fridge, but how cool would that be? But it really does slice and dice and last night, it sliced and diced my left thumb while I was chopping onions. I cut right through my fingernail in one fell swoop. Luckily it took a second for the blood to appear, so I had a chance to grab a towel. My husband was watching a war movie 15 feet away and was oblivious to the fact that that I was hemorrhaging all over the kitchen. I suppose I should have screamed louder or something.
So anyway, here I sit, trying to blog and I can't push the space bar with my left hand. I think I'm going to be severely hampered in my typing ability for a few days. It could be my own fault for doing things like walking into doors and julienning my fingernails, but personally, I'm blaming Rachael Ray.
P.S. No, Mom. I don't need any stitches. It just got me enough to be good bleeder. However, I might need to get acrylic fingernails, as my thumbnail itself is a casualty.