So I decided to remedy that.
I don't mean 'mildly stupid' like mis-aligning the buttons on your shirt, or 'annoyingly stupid' like locking your keys in your car. No, I mean blindingly stupid.
Did I mention that I take great pride in how sharp I keep my knives? In case you missed the memo, I do.
This nice doggie toy I just bought for Sophie had a rather tough plastic tie-wrap holding on one of the tags. So did I grab some scissors or wire cutters? Of course not; why use those specifically designed items for the task at hand when I have a nice sharp knife which is handy for all kinds of fun things.
I'm struggling a bit with cutting the tie wrap (it was unusually thick) with my frighteningly sharp knife and I'm thinking this "This is really dumb. If you're not careful, you'll----".
Oops.
"I need a band-aid!!"
No. A band-aid would not suffice.
"I need a butterfly stitch!"
And, in the words of the urgent care clinic doctor "You were going to butterfly that??"
Anyway, I was surprised you could get nine stitches all in the last joint of your index finger.
It was a good thing the knife was pointed away from me or I would have given myself an appendectomy.
I'd supply pictures but this is a family forum. Sort of.
And on a more graphical note, I actually felt the knife hit the bone during my self-inflicted surgery. And I managed to nick my middle finger at the same time but that didn't even require a band-aid.
OK, stupid quota filled for the year.
