Blood, Books and Cake

 I had a nice birthday, but it started off a little weird. I was using a reacher (you know those things old people use to pick things up) to pull up my pant leg and somehow (I really don't know how) it snagged my knee and tore out a big piece. There was blood pouring down my leg. I grabbed my Kleenex, which was the only thing close by and tried to compress the area but there was too much blood. I finally got it to slow down and got to the bathroom. I got a paper towel and managed to use it to apply compression and put two bandaids (I only have Hello Kitty bandaids) in a way to stop the bleeding. There was blood everywhere. All over me. All over the floor. 

Sheesh. 

I think I was in a little bit of shock. Mandy was on her way. 

The rest of the day was mellow. Mandy brought lunch. She'd been able to get me the cake I wanted (all I want is a simple chocolate cake but (as I mentioned in an earlier post) Trader Joes thinks chocolate cake is seasonal. I'm not a fan of butter creme and finding cake with fudge icing is (oddly) difficult. But she got me one and brought lunch and a stack of books. Cleaned up the blood. 

Another friend had given me flowers from the farmer's market and a cool wall hanging. Another sent me books. Kristina (of course) Sent five books from a series called object lessons. I'm a big fan of sets. 

So, I'm book rich and cake sated. Recovered from my blood loss. 

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