I thought that I would get to the studio early today and get some knitting done. I'm working out some ideas combining the portraits and insects. So I go back to the machine and...

...I should back up a little....

....Last night I was throwing together a little dinner for us and friends. One in particular was having a bad day. I was going to make it simple. Fran had already made a spicy Mexican influenced cole slaw and had bought some fish. So I thought I'd make some beans and do a crispy sauted fish and I got started. I was cutting the onion when, yep, I did, I sliced the hell out of my finger. I felt it hit the bone. I thought I'd have to get stitches, but I wasn't in the mood for an emergency room visit. Fran went out and got bandages and we wrapped it up. I finished cooking and drank a little wine, well, a (quite a) few glasses. Everything went well. I went to sleep while everyone else was watching Brokeback Mountain.
This morning I got up, the finger was feeling o.k.

I thought that I would get to the studio early today and get some knitting done. I'm working out some ideas combining the portraits and insects. So I go back to the machine and I get it all set up and ready to go. Then I hit my finger on a needle, OUCH, and it's bleeding and it looks like I won't be knitting today.