picture removed by author - trust me, it was gross.
That's a second degree boo boo on my stomach. Yes, it still hurts like h-e-double hockey sticks.
Sunday, April 13
Kitchen Casualites
Do you think Betty Crocker is trying to send me a message? First, I forget to turn the stove on. Then I forget to put food in the oven. And now, when I've managed to successfully pull off steps one and two, I do this..
That's a second degree boo boo on my stomach. Yes, it still hurts like h-e-double hockey sticks.
That's a second degree boo boo on my stomach. Yes, it still hurts like h-e-double hockey sticks.
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Okay girl....you are not allowed in the kitchen from now on!
Oooooowch!
Dang girl!! How in the world did you manage to get that on your tummy? Sounds like there's a story there. ;-)
Can you find someone else to cook for you?
Seriously tho...ouch! HOpe it feels better soon. Oh, I am curious as to how you got it on your tummy too?
Ok, so my parents keep threatening to take away my knives because I keep almost removing digits with them, and I think I am just going to take away your kitchen, before you burn yourself down....or something! Ha HA
I saw the picture and it was kinda gross. We've all had our kitchen casualties, well at least I have. If it makes you fell any better I burned the entire palm of my hand on an electric burner. Yea, talk about dumb. I had the ring marks and all. It taught me to not use the stove as leverage to reach up above that's for sure.
I hope your tummy is better soon!
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