I have to report that earlier today I was attacked by a suicidal ceramic mug. I guess it was upset that I wanted to use another mug, so it jumped off the shelf and onto the countertop. The handle broke off, bounced back, and bit me.
It was a totally unnecessary death. The mug should have realized that it was used for TEA, and I was having COFFEE.
Anywho….two hours later, I’m back from Patient First with four stitches in my arm and a big, fat, white bandage. No photos, because who wants to see that? Rotten luck, but at least I didn’t have a co-pay. Go Healthkeepers!