Thursday, May 24, 2007

The hand the hand the hand is on fire

I will never clean again, it is hazardous. I was wiping the bench, and lifted the toaster up (using my patented one hand lift, hold the slots), and wouldn't you know it, the damn thing was on. So now each finger and the thumb of my left hand are throbbing, and I'm feeling a bit pathetic. I need a nice snuggly warm hospital room, and a pile of magazines... except I'd be laughed off the ward if I showed up wincing at what is, admittedly, a fairly underwhelming looking injury.

In thrilling puppy news, she threw up today. Probably because we did this to her yesterday...
In her Japanese t shirt
We're hot-housing her, she'll be able to play the piano soon and join the circus.

3 comments:

llew said...

We put Wilma in a Hurricanes shirt once...

... that was one miserable looking dog until we took it off her again.

Cathi said...

Reminds me of this :)

David said...

>So now each finger and the thumb of my left hand are throbbing, and I'm feeling a bit pathetic.

Just hot? Or hot AND electric?