Almost two in one night.

I was getting my haircut tonight and the lady shrieked and got a tissue and wiped my neck. Apparently she accidentally cut me, but I didn't even feel it which was weird.

Then after, I went across the street to get some profiteroles a lovely French dessert that I hadn't tried yet.

On my way back, I had to cross the street. I had five seconds left to cross the street and I made a decision and jumped in the street. The car in the right hand lane was not moving and did not have their signal on. But as soon as I jumped in the street they started moving (even though I was right at the corner). Luckily they saw me at the last second. OR ELSE I COULD BE DEAD!!! GEEE!!!! I hate it when people don't use their signal.  I guess I should be more careful about crossing in the future too.  I usually make eye-contact with drivers if I'm walking, but then again, I didn't know he planned to turn (I think he really wanted to run someone over).

So anyway, I come home. And I look in the mirror. Man, the cut on my neck looks like vampire bites!! How did I not feel it at all.  There are like two red marks. Ha. ha. Well, so the neck injury isn't a near death experience, but whatever.  I thought I'd include it in the story. I rubbed coconut oil on it, because it is supposed to heal stuff like that. We'll see!