Wednesday, December 27, 2006

Bruised By Baking



I have an awesome bruise. One of those gorgeous ones that you want to show everyone. It has many deep colors and it quite large and a cool shape. I am absolutely fascinated by it. I got it baking. Right, I know.

Andrew thinks the ring to my springform pan makes an excellent hoola-hoop and often gets it out for his Kitchen Madness Hoola Hoop Championship. He had left it on the floor...as usual. So, I was squatting by the fridge looking for some baking essential and Andrew thought it would be the perfect time for a huge hug. We loose balance, fall over and I land on the ring of the pan. The problem was, I was holding Andrew and didn't want to drop him. So with all of my weight on the edge of this pan I calmly put Andrew on the floor before I can get off of it. Ouch!

Dave was proud of me for not swearing. I think I just said "ouch ouch ouch".

I am proud of the bruise.

So much so, I want to remember it. I wish I could post a picture of it, but I can't.

It's on my tush.

1 comment:

Tara said...

That's some hard-core baking. To me, it sounds like a real pain in the @ss.