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March 23, 2010

So I didn’t burn anything.

Didn’t destroy anything really too important.

Except my pride, my pants, and my bum.

How in the world do you do something this…..bizarre?

So I’m taking dishes out of the dishwasher when a fork falls out of my hands and onto the floor behind me. Reaching down to pick it up, a sharp knife (clean thankfully!) that was in the dishwasher rips through my pants, and then my…bum. (Can you tell I have little kids?)

Very painful.

And might I say to remove all sharp knives from the dishwasher first.

The bum is okay, but the husband had a good laugh watching me and another wierd bizarre scrape that seems to follow me–a lot.

Good conversation. And our marriage is never dull. (No pun intended).

2 Comments leave one →
  1. March 23, 2010 3:01 pm

    Hilarious! You are lucky it wasn’t worse! That knife could have gone places where NOTHING should be allowed to go 🙂

  2. March 24, 2010 11:36 am

    This sounds like something I would do! I always have random scrapes and bruises that I have no idea where they come from! Husband calls it the bull-in-the-china-shop syndrome!

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