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I almost always have a war wound from my kitchen... most of the time it's a burn. Why would I open the oven door all of the way before I stuck my arm inside? Well, because I like it when the door shuts itself on my arm and burns the hell out of me. Or when I tried to use tongs to remove a boiled tomatillo and squeezed it a little too hard it exploded all over my hand. Yep, hot and I don't get along too well.
I walk into walls. literally. I have lived here for over 5 years, the walls have not changed, but sometimes I can't seem to navigate through the house without walking into the corner of one or two. Yep, the walls just jump out and bite me. {yes, that really happens}
I trip going UP the stairs... aren't you supposed to fall down the stairs? Once I did fall down the stairs at work. in front of a customer. wearing heels and a dress. Good times. Speaking of falling. I slipped in water at work while I was wearing wedges in the shop... fell straight on my ass in front of an employee and twisted my ankle. I felt like such an idiot all I could do was laugh hysterically.
I hope you had a little laugh at my expense!
hahaha. so you are basically like an accident waiting to happen each day? =) those dang walls--->whats their problem? attitude. ;)thanks for linking up ! love it.
ReplyDeleteHaha... you remind me of Ruby! She is so clumsy & accident prone!!
ReplyDeleteThanks for giggle, and for linking up with us today! ♥
oh my word...I hate it when that happens...the whole, woops, my ankle just gave out and I look a fool! :)
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Dawn
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Hee hee! I just bounced over here from the 50 Shades of Stupid party and I have to tell you that you and I sound very much alike ;) I burn myself, cut myself or just make a mess of everything any time I try to cook. I walk into walls (and furniture, and any other obstacle that my body could possibly propel itself into!) and I trip going UP stairs! I even tripped and fell (in a skirt and heels) on a flat floor at work (in my defense I was trying to carry about a dozen pairs of shoes on one of those stick things they use to get inventory off of high shelves, looking up) - but heck, I got a husband out of that deal. True story! ;) Nice to meet you!
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