I have already informed you that I managed to cut my finger this Wednesday. Now it's Saturday and that still bleeding back and forth!
Gosh how deep it got…
Besides, it was more than clumsy of me. I chop onions every day and cut large slippery beets - then you can understand if you happen to slip with the knife.
BUT now I cut myself when I would share a 2cm high choclate cake. Where is the logic? I did not pay for that either, my finger just happened to be in the way.
Feel a little sorry for me then :)
I blame the fever!
