The ninja that kicked the crap out of me.

I put too much hot soup into my new ninja......and it exploded ALL over my ceiling, cabinets, every one of my kitchen appliances, as well as my face, arms and neck.  It was so painful, but even as I looked up at Rachel (who also screamed when it exploded, but I didn't hear her as I was busy screaming and falling in slow motion towards the floor, just like they do in action movies when stuff blows up!)....I said to rachel through my gritted teeth "get the camera, this is blogging gold'.  And this shot doesn't really do it justice, but I am soaked and covered in scalding sweet potato soup.  

We spent the next while cleaning while thinking of fun blog titles....the tie was between "sweet potato surprise" and "Could be worse, could be barf"......but in the end, Chris's title won out.

Looks like nothing.....and its 5 hours later, and a pile of traumeel lotion (thank-you thank-you to Amanda for putting that into my first aid kit years and years back)...but my arm just looks red now and is way less inflamed.  No more pain....thankfully.

Isaac has had 3 dizzy spells today, so we seem to be backsliding abit....which is making Chris and I way more triggered this evening.  So, all in all, not the best day....but all around fine.