Familly and Fingers

I don't feel like wrighting poetry wright now, so it it is. Yesterday, we went and had dinner with some distant cousins of my mom. Everything was going all right till the bread was passed around. The roll was kind of tough, so I really had to saw at it with my butter knife. All of a sudden, the knife slipped and grazed my finger. You're probably thinking "It's a buttertknife, how much harm could it do?" Right? Here's your answer: ALOT. I've got a marshmellow-sized bandage around my finger to prove it. Here's what happened: the knife cut off a cm-wide patch of skin off my finger, and we had to try THREE different bandages before we got it to stop bleeding, and even now my finger is throbing! TTYL