Cooking Woes

Back in the day at work, Debbie and Sandy would make fun of me when they saw little burns on my hands and arms. They'd say, "Oh, you've been cooking again." So last night I was chopping some cabbage and slicing some kielbasa in an attempt to make my house smell like Poland. I cut my thumb and immediately got out a test strip because then I wouldn't have to stick my finger and didn't want to waste some available blood. It took a couple of band-aids to take care of it. After the medical intermission, I continued with the cabbage and cut my finger. This one wasn't as bad and needed only one band-aid. Now you know one of the reasons I say that the only thing about me that's domestic is that I was born in this country.