My Poor Thumb

Tonight for supper, I went all out. I made my famous Parmesan crusted chicken with mixed veggies, herb buttered angel hair pasta, and garlic cheese biscuits. Sounds yummy, right?

Well, it was!

But, before I got to enjoy this delicious meal, I burned the crap out of my thumb. I had everything done, and was taking the biscuits out of the oven. The pot holder I grabbed was wet (I didn't realize it) and the heat went right through and started to burn my hand. So stupid me grabbed the pan with my other hand, and burned my thumb, right in the crease where it bends. I threw the pan onto the counter, and started screaming. Everyone came running, and then laughed at me because I was jumping up and down, laughing myself, trying to make it stop burning. We learned from our experience with Kasi that you should never put ice on a burn, so I just had to let it cool down on it's own.

Let me tell you...I never knew how much I use my thumb. Now that it hurts, I am very aware of how often I use it. I keep hitting the blister (yup, there's a big ole blister) on everything!

But let me assure you...those biscuit were so yummy, it was worth a little burn.