It’s a sign
August 15, 2007
Tonight I was cooking dinner, homemade sauce and pasta if you must know. I reached across the stove top to grab the pot of boiling pasta water and in the process singed all the hair off of my forearm. Granted I don’t have a particularly hairy arms, but it still smelled.
And I think that it matches well with the Eau de Burnt Hamburger I have been sporting all day.
I am choosing to take this as a sign that I should no longer cook, at least until I get my new kitchen
Completely unrelated, I just trimmed the front of my 6 yr olds hair with a pair of round tipped safety scissors. I am a woman of many (questionable) talents.
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