Splitting Headache

Saturday morning, we had a Christmas breakfast at our church.  I took Alton Brown's overnight Monkey Bread to share.  When we got home, I was reaching into the back of our Subaru to grab the serving dish and didn't duck quite low enough.  I hit my forehead, just above my hairline on the hatchback door.

Heads bleed a surprising amount.  I had to hurry into the house before I started dripping all over the place.

Fortunately, it didn't need stitches, but I spent the rest of the day with an oozing head wound and a splitting, throbbing headache.