Not Much To Say

Thursday was not a very productive day for me. I was sitting, reading stuff on my iPad - blogs, Facebook, playing Words With Friends. Finally decided that I really needed to get up and move. Off to the sewing room where there was a pike of recently washed batiks that needed to be ironed. My Bee is doing another block swap. While ironing the very first fat quarter, I went to put the iron down,it tipped and knocked over my ice coffee. The cup has a lid so only a little spilled out but I stupidly grabbed the iron and burned the tip of my ring finger.

It hurt REALLY REALLY bad.

I think my little boy kitty, Rocky, had the right idea - I should have stayed quietly curled up and napped.