omghidanielle
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I think I might be alone on this...
owie.

owie.
After being made fun of at work all day long about this, I can't believe no one has suggested that maybe I was trying to iron pants I was wearing.
Seriously, though, I got a little frantic while ironing my work clothes and the iron went off the board, into my stomach
Of course, I had to be dramatic and rolled on the floor like thisuntil I realized my cats weren't Lassie dogs and weren't going to go for help and were only going to lick my face and walk away and I had to get over myself.
I think I might be alone on this...
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owie.
I reached across the ironing board for something and the iron fell on the back of my arm. That is in a place that is hard to reach. It was decades ago but I think everyone still assumes that I was abused (only by my own stupidity).
Nope....not with an iron.
But I did burn my tummy draining spaghetti not too long ago. Splashed right back at me. That felt good.