Tuesday, November 9, 2010

I burned my foot on a chocolate chip, and other adventures

There are so many humorous moments in my life. I want to write down two of them here because they are so easily forgotten.

1) I burned my foot on a chocolate chip this morning. You heard me.

How? Well, isn't it obvious? I was wearing flip flops (okay, slides) in the kitchen and transferring hot cookies from the oven (okay, toaster) tray onto a plate. I was doing so by lifting the baking paper and trying to stabilize the hot cookies on the paper during the transfer.This initiative failed- one went careening towards my partially bare foot. And actually burned me to a noticeably uncomfortable degree. Oh, by the way, I was baking these cookies right before I taught four dance classes. Which you kind of need your feet for.
Who knew that chocolate chips got THAT hot?

2) This made me a happy camper:

 My husband's native language is not English, but Swiss German. So he had an extremely quizzical expression on his face the other day when I told him "well, if such-and-such doesn't happen, I will not be a happy camper". Think about that expression. English is so WEIRD!

3 comments:

Devorah said...

Ouch! Hope your foot is okay now. :-)

Shoshana said...

:) thanks! it's fine.

Rivki Silver said...

English is CRAZY. It makes no sense. The fact that it is the go-to language for the world continually baffles me.

I'm glad your foot is better. Those chocolate chips...gotta watch out for them!

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