Black Monday

Indiana Gregg has chosen “Monday” as her Word of the Day in her blog, which is quite a coincidence as I had planned to do this Black Monday blog today.

I may have mentioned that I am very clumsy and accident-prone so I thought it might be amusing to share a couple of recent injuries with you all. I should say that these images are probably not suitable for tender young cats/people.

This is the Black Eye, which was what gave me the idea for this blog.

A few weeks ago I was ferreting around in my fridge to retrieve something from the back when I knocked the side of my face against the side of the opening. It hurt a bit and I said a few words from the List of Naughty Words but then thought no more about it. The next day I had the most humungous black eye! I didn’t have the digital camera then but I snapped it on my web cam. The funny thing was that I didn’t actually knock the eye itself, just the side of the cheek bone and brow bone. I had to go round in dark glasses for the next three weeks in case people thought Pinky had hit me, haha! Fortunately it was the summer or I might have looked like a poser or an ageing rapper, hehe!

Those who know me well will be aware that I HATE my oven and it HATES ME!!! How can an inanimate object feel an emotion such as hate, I hear you asking? Well, I don’t know, but my oven really does seem to have a malicious intent towards me. It has caused me to break my left wrist twice and my right wrist once, although the latter is debatable because I was too ashamed to go to the hospital yet again so I self-orthopodded it. I wish I had got photos of the plasters on my left wrist because they were very jazzy. One was a bright lime green and the other was a rich purple. The first break was two days before Christmas 2005 and the second was about six months later. Doh. The cause? Trying to get the oven door open (it sticks when hot) on all three occasions. It suddenly unstuck and over I went, landing awkwardly and breaking wrist. How could I be so stupid as to let this happen three times? The panic of getting everything dished up quickly before anything got cold I suppose. I don’t like cooking and I now avoid it as much as possible!

The other thing my oven does on a regular basis is to burn me when I go to get something out of it. The next two images are its latest assault on my delicate flesh. Not a pretty sight.

If you look carefully in the image below you’ll see a couple of scars from earlier burns. A doctor who I hadn’t seen before and didn’t know me noticed them and asked me if I self-harmed. No way, sheesh! I am oven-harmed, haha!

We had a gloriously sunny weekend here but today it’s so dark and overcast I’ve had to put the lights on. Seems appropriate for a Black Monday. Hope you all had a great weekend and are having a good Monday.