Blood on our hands (sort of)

So I'm kind of tired right now and so I hope this makes sense. But a week and a half ago Chad and I both hurt our hands. I just wrote my brother on his mission to explain and thought I would copy it here so I can remember it.

hey, so chad cut his hand catching and KILLING a fly! crazy i know, but listen. he was in our bathroom and a HUGE fly was in there, since he didn't want it to get out into the house and bug the girls, he had to get rid of it. so he grabbed our glass toothbrush holder and caught it, then as he was flinging it into the sink to kill it, the holder caught on our travertyne counter and shattered, a large part into chad's hand. it was really gross you could see the fatty tissue stickin out. he then calmly called me at bunco to tell me to come home because he had cut himslef. so off he went to the emergency room and 5 stitches later, he had a really hurt hand, a really dead fly, and a really ticked off wife. the end.

my story is not so glamorous (and believe it or not i just spelled that word by singing to myself the fergie song G-L-A-M-O-R-OUS), so i was just making this tutu for a 16 yr. old girl in Alabama for her homecoming dance, maybe it's a new trend, and as i was in the ZONE snipping and cutting artistically away at the skirt, my left thumb clumbsily got in the way and SNIP, the very tip tippy top got cut off. at first i thought "oh crap, i need to find the tip so they can sew it back on". after the bleeding stopped though i realized i did not have an amputated tip, just a little bitty skin was gone, and it healed in a couple of days, but it really did bleed and hurt a lot and i had a whole new level of sympathy for my chaddy.