Ever had one of those days? You know what I mean. Your plan was to get a hot stone massage at Nine Stones, but you cancel because you’ve got a sick kid. You yank sick kid to doctors, get prescription, go to the pharmacy, come home….
AND BREAK YOUR FINGER!
That’s right, I’m stuck flipping the bird for the next six weeks. So wrong. What happened? My chocolate lab went one way, I went the other, and my finger was caught in the middle.
My finger snapped in two like a Thanksgiving wishbone on Christmas Eve. Two spots…
Maybe I’ll become an expert on shadow puppetry.
Luckily, I have lots of helping hands.