in the Emergency Department of University Medical Center at Princeton. After shuttling Peruvian exchange students and Daughter #1 and her friends around all day, Alan and I stopped at Triumph Brewery in Princeton for a burger and a beer. Before I even had a sip of my Bengal Gold IPA, disaster struck! Knitting friends, I knocked over my beer and tried to grab it as it fell. Instead, it sliced my middle finger on my right (dominant) hand and blood spurted everywhere! I was sorry for the patrons sitting at surrounding tables, because it was really quite a scene. Three hours and nine stitches later, my evening came to an end. ED medical personnel must hear it all, so when I asked how long it would be before I was knitting, they laughed. Of course I was dead serious!
I lament not being able to knit tonight during the Super Bowl. Go Giants!