..toe incident..

We moved into our new apartment! We started on the 20th and finished only about 10 days later ;) haha Gotta love the sudden moves! Jesse told me on a Wednesday night that we should move in Saturday and therefore we had no time to pack. It wasn’t too bad but I hate moving. It makes me realize how much crap we have. We both have so many stupid textbooks, papers, organizers, pens, staplers, all that stuff we needed when we were living in the dorms or apartments. BUT now all that stuff is sitting in our new apartment with no need for it! I need to do some “winter cleaning”. We love our new apartment. It is in such a nice area. We are sort of out of LA County now and we have less crime (yes, the Santa killer was about 2 miles from our old apartment), cleaner, safer, etc. I don’t feel uncomfortable walking to the mailbox or even running to Albertson’s (which is right down the road, along with Starbucks!) We are working on getting internet so stay tuned for pictures of our new place J

So why is this labeled toe incident? Little backstory, for one of my bridal showers my mom got us these awesome kitchen shears. I use them to cut chicken, then take them a part and throw them in the dishwasher. Perfect! The only thing is that they seem to “fall apart” easily. Okay, I was putting drawer liner in and grabbed a kitchen towel. I did not realize that the shears were on top of it. Of course they go flying and come apart in the air. One of the shears falls on the ground and the other goes between my toes. “Oww! What the crap?!” Fear strikes my heart, I look down and the shear is by my foot. “Okay, didn’t stick in my foot but that definitely hit my toe, not good” I pull off my sock and count my toes “..3, 4, 5” Little bit of blood on #3, no biggie. I hobble to the bathroom and as I enter, the blood starts flowing. It’s like a CSI crime scene in the bathroom, I sit down on the ground and check my toe “too much blood, can’t see damage”. Well about 20 minutes later the blood has stopped and I can see the damage. The kitchen shear had gone through part of my toe. It was just a deep puncture wound and ended up with a sweet bruise and deep cut. It was like Chandler on FRIENDS, but at least my toe is still intact.