I Know It Is Gross So Don’t Look!!

Made you look!

My Eyes!!! My friend said to me.  I cannot unsee your burn.  That’s gross Jill.  No one wanted to see that.  So I said “well you know, there is this thing called scroll.  Slide on by mister.  Or quit following me/un-friend me for fuck’s sake”.

Uh yeah, you know I didn’t say that.  Instead I apologized.  I even almost deleted my post.

My intention was to warn would be oatmeal eaters in F cafe extension.

He said my intention was attention seeking. WTF but ya know … hmmm.  Maybe I was? kind of? sort of? not really!

I don’t want your attention!  I want free oatmeal for life from F cafe.  I want them to cater to my every need when I stroll on in there.  All hail princess J-Dub!

Pop! Bubble burst! Too bad 😦

Seriously folks.  Do you know what I thought when this happened?  First, shock at how bad it hurt.  Second, disbelief and just be calm.  Third, clean up the mess.  Fourth, pay for your oatmeal.  Fifth, go to the bathroom and run cold water on my hand.  Sixth, scratch that and instead haul ass to the nurse.

While in the room being seen, I was thinking that I deserved to be burned.  I was distracted.  I was rushing.  I was thinking mean thoughts.  This accident was something that was supposed to happen; telling me to slow my roll and take a chill pill. Telling me to be a better person.

Anyhoo, I will dispense with the pictures.  I am still taking a day by day snap in case I need evidence later.  You know for my free oatmeal case.  Maybe I will put up a final once I am healed?

As always, more to come.

 

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The Middle Throwback to 2015

I wrote this preblog days for FB.  On 2/22/15 to be exact.

For the record, I have given up something non-edible for Lent for the last three years and/or added something good.  I have recently changed my stance on sarcasm.  Sarcasm can bring levity to tense, uncomfortable, stressful situations. This year, I am not talking about what I am doing for Lent, I am just doing it!  Anyhoo, without further ado, from the Middle:

For those who watch the Middle, the Sue and Darren storyline is a little familiar.  Except she said no and I said yes 😍

Our conversation while watching the playback went something like this …

B: “Lulu don’t get married in high school “

Lulu: “why not ?”

B: “you need to be independent first. Finish college”

Me: “yeah baby girl wait until the year after high school like me. Or maybe just learn from my mistakes”. 😍

Well I broke my Lenten promise again with sarcasm. When will I ever learn. Because it wasn’t a mistake. Not perfect of course. Perfection is an illusion. Yet it is still sunshine roses and rainbows around here. Laughter truly is the best medicine even when brought on by sarcasm.

Wishing everyone an incredible day. Make it a good one!!!

As always. more to come.

Day 2 – Not For The Squeamish

I waited til B was here to unveil. I told him it was probably nothing because it doesn’t hurt any longer. Here’s what day 2 looks like:

I do have a fairly high tolerance for pain. The nurse told me to alternate Tylenol and Ibuprofen every 4 hours but I didn’t. I took the Tylenol once and that was it. Bacitracin and Aloe worked best. Plus the human mind is amaze balls.

I disgustingly want to pop the blisters. They’re just gross. They need to go away.

The cafeteria manager replied to my report. How sorry he was. That they will continue to check the temp as they do now.

Pfft! Pretty sure they weren’t checking anything. I should feel better having reported it but I don’t. Maybe I expected free oatmeal for life. Lol!

As always more to come.