Death by Christmas?

Soooo...my parents gave me some kitchen stuff for Christmas. This included a nice spatula (it's WAY better than any my roommates or me had) and a cheese slicer. Now you wouldn't think a cheese slicer would be that scary, but this is an intense cheese slicer made for chefs. I was used to this one in my parents house:



Here's the one I have now:



Yes, that's a knife on the side. When I exclaimed how scary it looked when I opened it, my mom said that I could trade it for the old, friendly one, but...this one has a case. How can you not pick the one that has a CASE?? Unfortunately this slicer has so far caused three cuts on my hand...



Whew, I need some lotion! I'm not very good with sharp objects...maybe one day I'll write about when I almost cut my thumb off last year...

P.S. This jumper my mom made me awesome! I wanted it tighter, but...mothers...Ignore my weird face...