Yes, it was stupid of me to shove my hand deep inside the blender without taking off the blade attachment to clean it. I deserved that injury. It was the type of borderline dumbass move where one begins to wonder- well, was it even unplugged?
(Yes, of course- what do you think I am: stupid?)
But opening the Jack's Special salsa container? There is no reason why they should design a lid that would slice into the skin of my thumb deeper than a metal blender blade sliced into my finger 10 minutes earlier. None.
At least the fireworks didn't end in bloodshed like everything else decided to. Rah rah, siss boom bah, et cetera.
Nonsequitur: Now I am enjoying Jon MacNair's illustrations.
They speak to me, in a sense. Very nice inkwork.
Back to the summer- I have a complaint or three.
The rest of the summer is lacking festivities. I dislike summer as it is, but now it is onto the endless procession of hazy hot and humid, all making me yearn for that dry, crisp, cool that only something as wonderful as the next equinox could bring.
In the mean time- ice cubes. Limeade. Thinking of caves and victories.
You would probably like Rosemary Feit Covey as well.
ReplyDeleteI'm diving in to take a looksee, thanks.
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