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Saturday, December 18, 2010

Ow!

Maybe I should rethink getting the fondue forks sooner rather than later.  Last night we had fondue again, and I skewered the bajeebers out of my left middle finger.

I mean, it's supposed to go through meat; why wouldn't it go through your finger?  Fortunately my bone was in the way, which stopped the skewer.

I'm glad you all weren't here, or you'd have found out how extremely colorful my language can get.

5 comments:

Miriam said...

Ouch - that hurts!

And I would have enjoyed hearing your colourful language!

Jennifer Montero said...

I hope the fondue was good at least.

You reminded me about fondue, and it inspired us to have it for dinner the other night. We haven't got a fondue pot but I put it in a pan on the wood stove and it came out alright. Melted cheese is just heavenly.

Dani said...

I've done that too - and the hook thingy is a b*tch to remove from human flesh...

Why does it slide into flesh easier than when it comes out?

Sympathy.

Toni aka irishlas said...

Ouch!

Colorful language makes a more interesting life! ;-)

Michelle said...

Gosh, I hope you've recovered...No new posts. Merry christmas, anyway!