Yesterday morning, way too early, I was up priming my kitchen ceiling. We are in the process of repainting the kitchen and I just LURV all the prepwork. Ha!
Then, it was off to the dentist with Princess E. She had a good checkup.
Next stop, grocery store. She tells me she wants sushi for lunch. We looked at the stuff there, but I decided against it. For one thing, it's pretty expensive. For another, well, I really prefer to ensure my sushi is really fresh. Some things just aren't meant to be bought in the grocery store, in my not-so-humble opinion. Then again, the sushi-chef was right there working on the stuff while we were there. Anyway, I digress...
We came home and I decided to fix a sushi-style lunch. Think of it as a cross between a California roll and fried rice. The only thing I was missing was the seaweed. I pulled out the imitation crabmeat sticks to add to the cooked rice and realized each one of them was individually wrapped. No problem, I thought, I'll just slide it out of the sleeve.
Or not.
The wrappers wouldn't tear open, either. No problem, I just grabbed my trusty kitchen knife. I laid it on the cutting board and tried to cut the wrapper. This is still the first one, and I have a dozen or so wrappers to remove. I couldn't cut the wrapper. Frustrated, I picked it up and held it while I cut the wrapper open. Success! Woohoo!
I grabbed the second stick and proceeded to open it the same way. The wrapper wouldn't cut. I added just a smidgen more force. It gave way that time, successfully slicing open the wrapper and the ends of two of my fingers.
Princess E scrambled around grabbing bandages and tape. Bless her heart, she knew I had to clean my fingers, so she brought me alcohol swabs. I thanked her for her thoughtfulness and proceeded to clean up with good old soap and water. When King J got home, I looked like I had marshmallows taped to my fingers. LOL!
I didn't get any more painting done yesterday.
Oh, yeah, last night, King J asked me to peel a grapefruit and an orange for him to take to work today. For the first time I can remember, I refused his request. I handed him the grapefruit, the orange and a peeler and told him to help himself. He laughed.
I should have just bought the sushi at the grocery store.