Wednesday, April 9, 2008

bubble, bubble, toil and trouble

I managed to splash boiling water on my face and down my shirt while cooking dinner this evening. My dad told me a story of my great aunt Ona, a woman of formidable build, who once poured an entire pan of boiling water down her girdle. I suppose it could always be worse.

5 comments:

brie aku sefakor said...

was it Ona who also suffered from the poison ivy incident?

Crista Noel Smith said...

ooh, I don't know. I might not have heard that story. What happened?

Ciara said...

Hi! Just wandering around blogland and found you. So glad I opened this door! Just looking back over your posts on this page, I wanted to comment on more than one... I look forward to browsing some more!

Blog Princess said...

That's awful! Are you okay?

Crista Noel Smith said...

Thank you ciara.. that's very kind! And yes, I am ok. I think I'll have a mark on my chin for a bit but that just gives character, right?