I almost chopped the tip of my thumb off using a new mandolin. That was horribly painful.

A bee stung me in bed. It’s nasty and I’ve no wrist left; just a red hand and a red balloon arm.

The contractor doing our master bath remodel punched a big hole through to our bedroom… and doesn’t even know it yet. He’ll be here within the hour. I can’t wait.

Strange people making white dust and concrete have been in and out of my house, making me want to run away.

Is it any wonder my notes to my husband (in his lunch) have gotten a tad odd??

Yeah, I bought one of those camping doohickeys women use… It’s called Venus to Mars and no, I haven’t tried it yet. Bizarre!!

You can laugh now. 😉