As I was pouring Darling Husband's coffee this morning, the coffee decided to jump out of the pot and hang on to my knuckles for dear life. How dare it! I mean - I use those knuckles! Quick witted and yet still half asleep, I whispered !@*$&*#^!&* and then turned the cold water on. Gently, i placed the coffee mug down (haha sucker, that extra little guy that tried to escape? MISSED ME!!) and then i let my hand gently cool off in the frozen flowing fountain of healing.
Crap - my hand hurts. No blisters - just really red. :(