Monday was the LittleGuy's 9th birthday, so he, his parents, and his grandparents came over for pizza, salad, and an ice cream cake from Dairy Queen. I didn't pay enough attention when slicing the cake and cut down into my thumb with the butt of the knife, putting a pretty decent slash at the base of the thumbnail. No matter, the cake was good and the Birthday Boy and his parents stayed overnight, so it was almost like when they lived here. Thumb was wrapped in paper towels and tape overnight but it didn't ever really stop bleeding (washed my hair this morning... not quite the shower scene from Psycho, but not pretty), so I hit it with crazy glue, a bandage, and splinted it up. I am OFF kitchen duty for a little bit, although we are headed to a Portland ME hotel tonight as we leave from PWM in the morning for a week in NOLA, visiting my sister and BIL. SO... no idea what supper will be tonight, but for the following 5 nights, you can bet it's gonna be Cajun or Creole, and it's gonna be GOOD!