Bread Knife Karma

I sliced my finger for the second time on the antique serrated bread knife my parents gave me for Christmas 30 years ago! The first time my neighbor, a former ambulance drivrs, saw my finger bleeding onto the sidewalk as I was walking Lily, and he ran inside and got me a butterfly bandage. Such kindness! This time the cut wasn't as bad but there's still no more band aids. I used art-tape and healed in 2 days. Not going to touch this knife again.