I'm going to warn you, this post is downright gory. Small children should be accompanied by adults if viewing the below contents.
I'm giving you one more chance to look away ....
At the risk of being scarred for life --
Wouldn't you know ..... the one night I need to throw, er, lovingly prepare dinner quickly for my beloved family and be out the door pronto -- the spaghetti sauce decides to throw up on me.
When opening the can, the lid flipped and splattered me like a machine gun. This is a lot like Scarface 17 ..... "Say hello to my little friend, the Hunt's spaghetti sauce can"
Mowed down by tomato sauce -- that's a new one.
I don't know -- does it show? I was all "gussied up" (does anyone say that anymore?) for our womens' group at church and everything! But just to prove that I can ALWAYS laugh at myself: