OW.
I had to cook the cutlets in two batches because the pan wasn't big enough. Which meant when I was putting the second group in, the oil was already REALLY HOT and splattered the inside of my right forearm.
I immediately ran cold water over it, but over half an hour later it's covered in red welts and still stings stings stings.
OW.
I'm going to sit here feeling sorry for myself and icing my arm.
Liese, are you being literally gaslighted?
picspam of things that did not exist in 1970: Noah would like to share with you his new favorite facial expression - [link]
OK, apparently I'm not supposed to be icing this thing. Sigh. Because ice (actually, resting my arm on a bag of frozen peas) makes the stinging stop. And apparently I need a gauze bandage. Wonder if DH feels like going to Target...
Dear god, lori, that's goofy-wonderful. And goodgodamned, that kid is growing up fast and I need to see Gracie too. I think I need to visit that coast more than once a year. Gotta figure out a way to visit the west coast, the nephews, my family, msbelle and have a hedonism vacation all in a year...
It's surprising that he can hide those great big lips, isn't it? And yes, growing up like a weed. A cute pudgeball of a weed.
You do need to visit more often.
awww, c'mon! Kill me now with the fun people.
Fucking cold outside.
I do! (need to visit more.) Love that he's pulling Katy's hair. Though she probably doesn't. It's a baby thing. When I had long hair, they lurved to wrap it in their spitty fists and yank. Reminds you how strong they are for their weeness.
I think I need to visit that coast more than once a year.
I totally agree, Sara.
Grace was particularly adorable today. We did, "try to stand up, Gracie" and she gives us this look like, "you big headed people are fucking insane. I'm not putting weight on those!"
Oh, man, you guys are tying to kill me or make me move to where I can't afford a home, aren't you?
Noah yanking Suparna's hair too? Hehehe. And Gracie's attitude? Man, I'd love to see her when she's chipper and ticked. Sad she wasn't when I was in town, but better that I could be backup helpyperson for that traumarama. I'd chose that over you all going it alone. In the meantime, PICTURES and stories, puhleez.
Yeah, Noah's figured out the people-reins from the backpack. Lucky for me he can't grab my hair. But he's almost figured out he can grab my ears.