On Saturday, Matthew was putting away some dishes. In his right hand were a couple of Ninja Blender blades, and to his left was a doggie/baby gate about to crash down and make a ton of noise. In the process of trying to avoid excess sound—seeing as though it was early morning—he managed to slice open his left pointer finger and thus create a Dexter-esque scene in our kitchen.
Thank goodness Rhiannon was there to save the day! I was in the bedroom chillaxin' while this butchering episode occurred. After a few attempts of trying to stop the bleeding with a gauze pad and glue, they both decided that he ought to go to urgent care. And that we did. Seven stitches later, he was as good as new...sort of. Afterwards, Matthew treated himself to a trip to Gander Mountain for a fishing license.
Boys...*sigh*
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| The slice. |
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| The seven stitches... |
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| Instagram steal. |
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| Gander Mountain!!! |
So...that was our Saturday in a nutshell. Obviously, Matthew is not allowed to touch the Ninja Blender or its blades anymore.
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