So what do you get when you give this girl:
This tool to trim the bushes with???
Give up.... You get this!
Although I don't enjoy posting about myself (it is much more fun to tell everyone about my cute kids) I felt that it would only be fair if I told the world what I did to myself. So here it is: Last Thursday I was trying to be nice and do some yard work for Jon since he has been working so many hours. I decided that our bushes out front were looking a bit shaggy, so I got out the electric hedge trimmers. I plugged it in, pushed in the safety and without even paying the slightness bit of attention I pulled the trigger with my hand on the blade. I ran inside and put my hand in the sink. I knew it wasn't going to be good when my hand was bleeding pretty bad. So I called Jon and Sarah and we went to the emergency room (no one knew if we had a quick care anywhere close by). They scrubbed and soaked my hand and then determined that the cuts were too jagged to stitch so the bandaged me up really well gave me a tetanus shot and sent me home. It was horrible! I can't get my hand wet, so I can't bath kids, wash dishes, cook, etc. It was fun for a day, but now I just want my hand back... So there you have it. Most people don't know, but I am somewhat accident prone. I have never needed stitches or been to an emergency room before now, but burns, cuts, broken toes, etc are pretty normal for me... I guess I still have a little bit of blond left in me after all.
