Slice and throw

Wednesday I got a package in the mail. So my hubby who always has a pocket knife ready handed me his knife to open it. Rather than opening the package, I opened my finger. I have never cut myself with a knife like this before.

Immediately horrified, I threw the knife (somewhat at hubby) and it managed to take out part of the kitchen table. I then proceeded to get completely hysterical as bled all about the kitchen. Not fun. Luckily it stopped, hubby took care of me, and I have Hello Kitty band aids.

The moral of the story: Next time use scissors.