Knives and Rollerblading

This past weekend, Phil and I went for a beautiful rollerblading jaunt down by the river. (with doctor's permission of course). I absolutely LOVED the smells of the flowers and plants. It was truly refreshing. We bladed for 6 miles along the river in the evening. I saw butterflies, chipmonks, caterpillars, birds, a snake and lots of bugs. We had a lovely time and unfortunately, I left my camera in the car so I didn't get to take any pictures. Hopefully, next time I'll get some.

On Sunday night Phil was helping me clean out the dishwasher and he emptied the silverware holder of everything except a large kitchen knife. The weight of the knife unbalanced the carrier and the knife flipped out down to the ground...and into Phil's foot. The point of the knife went into the top of his foot between his two biggest toes. Although he didn't feel it actually go in, he looked down and there was lots of blood. We put pressure on the wound and the bleeding stopped. I cleaned up all the blood and then called Phil's mom for advice. Poor Phil! He's having a hard time because wearing shoes hurt his feet. Hopefully it'll heal soon. So, moral of the story, put the sharp knives away first then put away the silverware.