Kitchen accidents happen to really good people.
Sometimes chopped fingers end up in deviled eggs or potato salad.
My kitchen injury was of a completely different variety. I was discussing the scene where Quasimodo lifts up Esmerelda up over his shoulders in The Hunchback of Notre Dame with my wee sister. I opened a cupboard and dropped two glass measuring cups on my big toe. The conversation changed from hunchback heroics to Lizzie hearing many expletives.
It hurt and no one will be kissing my toes to make it better.
So now I walk in discomfort and will not be putting any ski boot on this right foot of mine. It will be orthopedic zappados and a prayer that my toe nail doesn’t fall off in 2013.