I live in CA. My folks live SC. They still blame open cabinet doors on me
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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
beth b - Dec 14, 2009 5:07:32 pm PST #25100 of 30001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
sarameg - Dec 14, 2009 5:09:28 pm PST #25101 of 30001
My mother dearly wants self-closing cabinets. And so do I, as I sit with an icepack on my face. I don't know why it is so hard to remember to do.
§ ita § - Dec 14, 2009 5:10:24 pm PST #25102 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
You'll have a shiner from walking into a door? Like, that really happens?
Huh.
Sorry you hurt yourself.
My apartment's pretty safe that way--the cabinets are impractically high. Allyson and Kat are totally safe. Of course, they'd also starve to death, so there's that.
Kat - Dec 14, 2009 5:15:14 pm PST #25103 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Nah. there's always the fridge. I just wouldn't be able to use any glasses or plates.
Noah split his temple on a cabinet door on Saturday. I'd have been more sympathetic if it hadn't been a cabinet from HIS kitchen that he left open.
§ ita § - Dec 14, 2009 5:21:08 pm PST #25104 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
My fridge is pretty sad these days. But on the flip side there are usually clean dishes in the dishwasher.
Oops, Noah. I'd say that'd larn 'im, but it larns none of us. It's only because I can hear my mother nagging that I turn around and close mine.
Kat - Dec 14, 2009 5:26:03 pm PST #25105 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Noah's not so big on the learning that requires self-regulation. I'm including door closing in that.
Noah's pediatrician's office called a few minutes ago but we can't call back because the office is closed. Nor did they leave a message. But he hasn't been into their office since last March (knock on wood) so I can't figure out why they are calling.
Also, I'm re-reading Hope in the Unseen. What a great book.
sarameg - Dec 14, 2009 5:27:53 pm PST #25106 of 30001
As you are lunging forward to catch the can you knocked off the shelf, full hit right into the corner of the door at 90° to its cabinet...yeah, that's a lot of force into an immobile object. It won't be a full on black eye, but it got puffy enough fast that I figure the blood will pool in my eyelid. Not the first time, either. Well, first time of this scenario. I have clocked myself on a doorknob while cleaning. I'm special. I have a permabruise from how I haul myself from the pool. At least this one? I'll only put eyeshadow on the other eye and it'll look normal!
Daisy Jane - Dec 14, 2009 5:29:01 pm PST #25107 of 30001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
FTR I am in a bar drinking a scotch and an overlarge shot of Jager RIGHT NOW! AIFG!!!
Amy - Dec 14, 2009 5:31:45 pm PST #25108 of 30001
Because books.
Our freezer door swung open and caught me right in the temple once. Had a gorgeous shiner for a couple weeks. It felt very I Love Lucy-esque.
Kat - Dec 14, 2009 5:35:04 pm PST #25109 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
I love this picture of us because it's the only one of all four of us taken NOT in a facility of some sort: [link]