April 5th was a beautiful day in San Diego. The morning sun was shining, the smell of French Toast was in the air, and was officially entering into my mid-twenties.
I had an amazing breakfast with loved ones and started to open the few gifts laying on the table. One was being a little stubborn so I got some scissors to help me out. The blade slipped in my hand, sliced my finger, and now I have five new birthday stitches. Yay!
Thanks to everyone who remembered my birthday in the previous comments. You are too kind.
-phil
ouch. sorry bout your finger. lol. But happy late birthday!
Theres a meeting that meets every Thursday, at 7 called “Accident Prone Annonymous” we think you should attend! Do I detect some sarcasium in this entry? Did you just cheer about a cut? I know the feeling! So what was worth that lovely cut?
Happy B-day! Be healed in Jesus’ name! ;-p
Hey i hope you read this! Can you explain the whole “country song” playing on youtube! Its really pretty i just wanted to know about it. Thanks -Kirstie