Thursday, November 20, 2008
I have decided that I am becoming more clumsy in my adulthood. Case in point: I am 33 years old, and have never (if memory serves me) burned myself while cooking. Okay, well not badly anyway. Well, the other day while cooking porkchops for the loony masses at my house, the darn piece of meat slipped when I was turning it over in the pan. Hot oil splattered...in my face. I immediately rush to flush it with COLD water...step 1, and then go back to my multitasking (ie cooking, ironing and cleaning). Needless to say I was NOT a happy camper after that. I eyes felt very tender and kinda itchy/burny too. Anyhow, I tell my darling husband about it, and (surprise, surprise) he was not too concerned that I partially cooked my one eyeball and am now horribly disfigured! The next morning I look in the mirror and see three dark brown burn marks on my eyelids...so I show them the the aforementioned (callous) husband and he says, "Oh...um...I don't see anything". Huh? So later I show the other nutcase male in my house and he says, "Oh...um...I don't see anything". Doh! What am I hallucinating?? I felt somewhat vindicated when I asked my daughter if my eyes looked weird to her, and she said, "No, expect for those dark splashes...here, here and here"...Thank heaven for fresh 5-year old eyes. The men are hopeless. And I am boycotting porkchops for a LONG time!
B.
Added a pic of my horrific injuries:
I new that those pork chops are evil. How dare they. I'm not even gonna comment on guys. DD are you siding with THEM! No excuses!