I haz a Woond!
Mar. 16th, 2008 09:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceOuchie. I spent the second half of last night's dinner party with my hand in a jug of cold water. Which kept heating up, faster than physics should allow; if I hadn't kept changing it for fresh, I think it would've ended up steaming.
See, what I did, first I forgot to serve the pork scratchings with the broccoli dish. Remembered them just as I was clearing plates. Went to get them out of the oven, putting on my heatproof gauntlet which I love. Took the dish out of the oven, put it on the counter, closed the oven, picked the dish up.
With, um, the other hand.
I have burned the thumb and two fingers, more badly than I can remember burning myself since I was a teenager. It stayed actively hot for hours. It's okay this morning, except that the skin feels like it has a layer of wax all over it; I suspect I'm going to lose some skin here. Sigh.
Oh, and I cut the top off my other thumb earlier, slicing the pork rinds. Those damn scratchings, they were just out to get me, coming and going...
See, what I did, first I forgot to serve the pork scratchings with the broccoli dish. Remembered them just as I was clearing plates. Went to get them out of the oven, putting on my heatproof gauntlet which I love. Took the dish out of the oven, put it on the counter, closed the oven, picked the dish up.
With, um, the other hand.
I have burned the thumb and two fingers, more badly than I can remember burning myself since I was a teenager. It stayed actively hot for hours. It's okay this morning, except that the skin feels like it has a layer of wax all over it; I suspect I'm going to lose some skin here. Sigh.
Oh, and I cut the top off my other thumb earlier, slicing the pork rinds. Those damn scratchings, they were just out to get me, coming and going...