Ouch...

The week before Christmas I was taking a crock pot out of my pick-up and broke the lid. At the time I thought the broken pieces fell into the pot, but today as I brushed my hand across the seat I discovered I was wrong.
It wasn't much worse than a large paper cut, but before I could see what happened I had blood on the seat, on my pants, and running down my hand. I went inside, washed it, checked for glass and reached for a band-aid. Being the grandmother of five grandkids all I had was-Winnie The Pooh. Ha!



Here's hoping everyone has a wonderful week!!!