let the paranoia begin
Apparently, I am supposed to try and avoid getting hurt or killed in accidents for the next 10 days…
Yesterday, God bless her, Lori was trying her hand at a new Thai dish (it turned out great!) when, suddenly, I heard a yelp from the kithen. I looked up to see a grease fire had ignited in her wok. YIKES!
I bolted toward the kitchen in what may have been my most intense few seconds of speedwork ever and smothered the fire (three foot flames!) with a lid. No harm was done.
Today, in the last three minutes of my easy, 45 minute run, I stubbed my toe and fell down onto the pavement while crossing a sidewalk curb. I really jarred my back but I think it is alright.
Nine days of, I imagine, increasing insanity to come.
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Thursday August 30, 2007 @
oh I hate the stubbing toe and falling down thing.
Also…hate grease fires.
love Thai though!