I managed to work my shift with no one commenting on my looks. When I first walked in I said, "The first person to snicker at my face or laugh, and I'm outta here." That's all it took. A couple of co-workers asked me what happened and I just said my cat took a running leap off my face. None of the customers asked me about it. They were probably afraid to ask for fear I'd tell them my boyfriend or husband beat the crap outta me.

My face hurts again, but nothing like last night. As far as pictures are concerned, I took one, unfortunately my card reader isn't installed in the new hard drive and the software is packed away in a box in MI. That's why I can't post any pictures.

After takning a closer look at my boo-boo, the BIG scratch is very close to my eye, and I think that's what hurts the most.

Kym,

I like the ice cream idea!! Unfortunately, I only like ice cream with caramel in it, which can be VERY messy.

I'll live. Thanks for your concern guys.