One of my girls cut a cat at work today... Woman wanted a #7 which is basically ASKING for the cat to get cut... Anyway, it was small, like, less than my pinky finger nail... Lady threw a huge fit and wanted to take the cat to the vet. We paid the $218. Completely ridiculous.
I have also managed to make my knee hurt somehow. Is this week over yet?
ETA, I hate rush hour traffic... But I coined a new word today... "Twinklebitch." I laughed at myself after I blurted that one out.