If you’ve been out mingling with friends and had a perfectly splendid day and evening, please do yourself a favor and refrain from slicing cheese at 1:00 AM with a knife.  The results can often lead to sheer panic, a mind-numbing amount of pain, a trip to the ER sans bra, a four hour wait, and four stitches.  Lucky for me I’ve got the pain meds, a Sex and the City marathon on E!, and a cuddly cat that won’t leave my side.  I think it must be a reaction to all of the screaming she witnessed last night.

If you don’t have one already, please do me a favor and pick yourself up a cheese slicer.  That’s my PSA for today.