Tien and I are having a long Thanksgiving weekend with my family in the Bay Area. Today my sister and I began organizing her garage. We made good progress but "closed up shop" about mid-afternoon to help Mom prep for dinner. In my rush to peel parsnips, I sliced into the tip of my left index finger. It bled profusely and Tien drove me to the emergency room for a stitch. Yes, that is correct, one stitch in the tip of my finger. I had to laugh, even when it hurt, because I'm usually the one doing the sewing, and on a doll who doesn't wince with pain. The treatment was more excruciating than the accident!