So it's been about a week and I can finally laugh at my own stupidity enough to share it with others. I was getting ready for church on Sunday and curling my hair in my G's. While hurriedly engaged in this activity my hand slipped causing the curling iron to fall. The bottom of my hair stuck in the tip of the sizzling tongs and the remainder slapped meanly onto my bare chest. Stunned at not only the screaming pain but also the sheer size of the scorched area of flesh, I abandoned all hope of getting to church as I couldn't leave my ice pack for more than 2 minutes at a time. The bishop as well as my 6 year old students might wonder if I walked into church with a big chunk of ice protruding from my bodice. Such is life.
ps...the burn is about 3" long by 2" wide. There is an unscorched line down the middle of it where the curling iron closes. I'd post a picture but i wouldn't want to offend anyone with my cleavage...or lack thereof. Use your imagination. It looks really gross now as the dead skin is beginning to sluff off. Eeewww!
