A bad habit I'd like to break

Okay, this is probably so trivial that it's hardly even worth posting, but I'll still send it out there: I feel kinda silly asking this, but does anyone have any tips to help me stop biting my lips? Am tired of sore, shredded lips, but can't help biting away at those little flaps of dry skin that stick up. They drive me crazy.

And no, it's not my worst bad habit, but it's the only one I'll admit to publicly.

Wondering,
Peg

The note I'm leaving for my husband

"The girls are next door at the Martins. Could you go and retrieve them and put them to bed? Sorry.

It's pretty much stopped bleeding, so I can drive myself. It'll probably need just a couple of stitches. Hurts like hell, though. I'm going to the Highland Urgent Care.

Will need lots of love and chocolate when I get home."

Later.

Peg

Just a couple stitches

I opened the kitchen cupboard door to look for the rice, stooped to look in the lower cabinet, fishing around for quite a while to find other ingredients, and then stood up--and smashed my head on the underside edge of the open upper cabinet door. I yelled pretty hard and called for the girls, sending Fiona to run next door to fetch a neighbor, as I could feel blood trickling through my fingers and Rob wasn't home. Delia was quite frightened by the blood, but I pulled myself together and told her not to worry, that head owies always bleed a lot, but that doesn't mean they're serious.

And it wasn't. The gash was only about 1/2" wide. The bleeding stopped pretty quickly, and so I called Rob at the store to tell him to come home and sent the girls next door to wait for him and drove myself to the Urgent Care. I'm home again, with stitches in my scalp and antibiotic goo in my hair, and I've just taken the Tylenol that I need very very badly.

This has been a rotten day in more ways than one.

Think I'll go to bed before it gets any worse.

Peg