Cut fingers and the Middle Ages

I am back. Not much to say but I thought that I would check in. I did learn something this holiday weekend. Whereas the notion of drinking and fireworks not mixing made sense, nobody told me about drinking, trying to separate frozen hamburger patties and bbqs not mixing.

Suffice to say, I learned that the hard way........with a long gash on my finger. It is still oozing as we speak. It is as if my finger is having its period. Oh well, as long as it does not get infected, I will survive. Of course, if this were the Middle Ages, it would be fatal. Then again, at my age, if it were the Middle Ages, I would already have been dead....for a while, let alone not be able to blog about it. Well, I guess I could blog but then I would be labeled a heretic and burned at the stake. Though, that would kill off any infection, so there is an upside to all of this.

Ciao!