what: arm burn
when: Sept 2011
where: my kitchen of course
There between the moles
I always try to make sure the food is fresh and hot when I have people over. So I was chatting away with Leslie and as I reached down into the oven to get the pigs in a blanket out, I didn't squat low enough I s'pose cuz I burned my left forearm on the top part of the oven. It took a second for me to feel it. But when I did, I squealed a little. OUCH!
what: soap dispenser scuff
where: my kitchen
I don't remember what I was doing when it happened, but I'm the poster child for a clutz.
I was doing something over the sink and had the disposal on. Well I bumped the soap dispenser and down she went.
Into the disposal.
What a racket it made!
I thankfully had enough common sense (I think God only gave me a thimble full) to turn off the disposal before pulling the soap thingy out. When I pulled it out, it was scuffed up pretty good. I told Anthony it was distressed. It looks cooler now. Lol I've never put soap in it anyway. Am I weird?
Do not answer that.
Oh, and when I was a teenager I opened a walnut with a butter knife and sliced my finger on the first knuckle of my middle finger on my left hand. I had a decent amount of skin just flappin loose. You can still see the scar a little and I'm waaay past the teen years. (sigh) It may have needed stitches. Eh.
I shouldn't be left unsupervised in the kitchen, huh? I'm my own safety hazard. :-P