I stubbed my toe on a chair yesterday. I saw stars. That hasn't happened in ages. One of my toes is purple today.

Many years ago, I burned my thumb from oil while pan frying eggplant. The pain was awful, and it took forever to heal. It left a small scar.

There's my husband's trail of yellow paint which I posted about, when he strolled through the house, not realizing that there was a small opening on the bottom of the paint can. Of course, the cat ran through the paint, and through the house.

Going way back, I was visiting my mother. There was a problem with her toilet, so she was doing something to it. All I know is that the water sprung up from the toilet like a volcano, and didn't stop until my brother found the shut-off valve, a good 10 minutes. The place was flooded. She had to have her living room carpet replaced. I remember watching it, feeling so helpless and just crying.

- I sliced my pinky finger with a brand-new knife when I was cutting potatoes one night for dinner in June of 2002. The cut went pretty deep, and I have a scar from it. It doesn't even look like a scar, though, because I cut myself on the palm side of my pinkie finger, right next to the first set of creases. So nobody can see the scar, even if I point it out.

- One night in August of 2001, I had a frozen pizza in the oven... well, it finished baking in the oven so I went to take it out. I didn't see where my right hand was positioned so when I took the pizza out of the oven, it brushed against one of the extremely hot oven racks. I got a burn mark immediately... The next day, it looked really neat - silvery/red. It looked so much like a shiny silver mark. :lol: I have a (now) barely-visible scar from that.

- I stubbed my left pinkie toe so many times on the dining room chairs when I was in my early teens (before I was 15), and now I have a messed up toenail.

- When I was 12 (this was in 1997), I was washing the dishes one day... my mom had the ironing board set up right next to where I was standing. Bad idea on her part - I reached over to rinse the dishes, and my arm brushed against the hot iron. I had to stop washing the dishes right then, because the pain was so bad... also left an iron-shaped scar on my arm (complete with circles where the holes in the iron didn't burn me) that took a year to fade.

I can't think of much else.

I slipped and fell in the garage and broke my wrist in 2000. That was the worst accident for me.

In 1995 I cut myself with a knife trying to break the seal off of a bottle of syrup. I had to go get stitches. I still have the scar.

In the late 1990s I broke the window in my room. I fell over and tried to stop myself from falling and my hand, with my palm out, went right through the window. I did not get a single cut or anything on my hand, wrist, or arm. It took me a minute to realize what happened and how lucky I was that I didn't get seriously injured. My parents wouldn't believe me when I told them; they thought I threw something at the window. I had to pay for the new window out of my own allowance.

Wow!:eek: These posts make my skin crawl. YIKES!

When I was 6 years old I was asleep in a large bed that I shared with my sister (she was 19 at the time). She had used the iron earlier in the day. SHE FORGOT TO TURN IT OFF OR UNPLUG IT. As I was asleep in bed, I woke up, but was half-asleep, half awake, I seen this thing and reached out for it, I pulled it and lo and behold next thing I know my knees are experiencing this pain that I don't ever want to experience again. I had yanked the iron off the ironing board. The hot iron was on two blankets, but the heat was so intense, it went right through and caused me second degree burns on both my knees. I was screaming bloody murder. I had these scars on my knees up until I was in my 20's. They are not visible anymore, which is a blessing consider how much I hated them. I am thankful for that.

I burned my three fingers two months ago when I was cleaning my stove. I forgot the burner had been on and for the life of me, I just happened to pick up the rack (not sure what is the proper term for it, but it covers the burner) and immediately dropped it on the floor. The intense heat was unbearable. I was in so much pain. Luckily, no scars from those burns.

I have stubbed my toes tooooo many times to count. :lol: Once, I really thought I broke my toe, it was purple and it swelled up.

I slipped on my kitchen floor last year when it was raining outside and of course, walking into the kitchen brought some rain water in. I had these new tile floors installed and they are extremely slippery when wet. I had to wear a leg brace for several weeks. I was warned abt the hazard of having these tiles installed, but they are so beautiful and shiny. My son has slipped twice on the floor right after I mopped. You can't tell the floor is wet because the floor just glistens. I think I will have to buy one of those janitor signs FLOOR IS WET...CAUTION. :lol:

On the day of my 7th birthday party, I ran to the front door when one of my friends came and the door slammed on my finger and ripped the whole nail off. That kind of hurt.

about five months ago i reached behind my nightstand to unplug my tv....it's kind of tricky and always takes a few moments to get it all the way out, but i'd done it so many times before i didn't bother to look at what i was doing. i suddenly felt this strong and somewhat painful rush of energy go up through my arm. i immediately panicked and let go of the plug. the rush only lasted for a few more seconds, but during those few seconds i realized it was an electrocution and i was scared to death because i had NO IDEA how much longer it was going to last, how much damage it would cause, whether i'd be fine or end up in the hospital or what. when it was over i looked at my hand and noticed there were some fresh tears in my skin that certainly hadn't been there before. they were luckily the only injuries i got from it, so i didn't have to go to the hospital or anything.

shortly afterward, i realized that while i was pulling out the plug, i'd accidently touched the metal prongs before they were completely out of the socket. i posted a bulletin on myspace and used my story as an example to remind everyone not to be stupid while working with hazardous appliances.

When i was young i was playing in my aunts garden and there was which we call in england slabs big cobble sones lying against a wall which they were using to renew the cobbled floor,any ways i me being curious pulled one which was standing up right against a wall and it fell on my big toe and completely squashed it i was 7 years of age at that time they patched it up i still have the scar.
My mum tells everyone this story lol

In 1995 I cut myself with a knife trying to break the seal off of a bottle of syrup. I had to go get stitches. I still have the scar.

In the late 1990s I broke the window in my room. I fell over and tried to stop myself from falling and my hand, with my palm out, went right through the window. I did not get a single cut or anything on my hand, wrist, or arm. It took me a minute to realize what happened and how lucky I was that I didn't get seriously injured. My parents wouldn't believe me when I told them; they thought I threw something at the window. I had to pay for the new window out of my own allowance.
You reminded me that I've broken a window, too... It was by accident, back in early 2005. I was just trying to close one of the windows, and it wouldn't close. So I forcefully pushed on it... Bad idea. That made such a big break in the window... Oops. Luckily, it was the outer window I broke (the place where I live has double glass windows, I don't know how else to describe it), so we took our sweet time getting it to be fixed, haha.

I had to replace that flapper thing in my toilet tank this morning because the old one was worn out.

Everything worked out fine, but I wasn't too crazy about touching toilet water.

;)

Wow!:eek: These posts make my skin crawl. YIKES!

IRENE, I thought for sure that you'd post about your son with the brownie in the microwave. That's the kitchen mishap story from hell. :eek:

Speaking of stories from hell, there was the time my husband was messing with the fireplace, and all the soot came pouring out, over everything. It ruined drapes, the sofa, you name it. It was awful.

IRENE, I thought for sure that you'd post about your son with the brownie in the microwave. That's the kitchen mishap story from hell. :eek:

Speaking of stories from hell, there was the time my husband was messing with the fireplace, and all the soot came pouring out, over everything. It ruined drapes, the sofa, you name it. It was awful.
Thank you for that memory! :rofl: That smell took FOR-EV-ER to go away. :crazy: I was thinking of injuries that happened to ME at home. :lol:

Lordy Lord, add that microwave disaster to the list. Long story short, five year old put a brownie in the microwave for what must have been minutes instead of seconds...SMOKE SMOKE SMOKE SMOKE...BURNT SMELL!:eek: Burning eyes, burning throats, cough cough cough. :crazy: :lol:

I had some foaming toilet bowl cleaner, a powder kind. I poured some in, and it appeared to be doing nothing, so I dumped a bunch in. Oops. I have a picture of it if anyone wants to see. :lol:

I've burnt myself twice on the oven; once on the back of the hand to the top of the inside, and once on the elbow on the door.

My dad weedwhacked his ankle a couple weeks ago.

I'm always running into doors and walls. :crazy: It's pathetic.

I fell out of bed once a couple months back. Long fall too; my bed sits up pretty high.

I put car keys in an electrical outlet. I put a phone chord(that was plugged into the wall) in my mouth. Fell over a railing(8 stitches and a scar later). Ran into a glass shower door(few stitches and scar in my hand later).

Lets just say I was a "handful" as a child

oh and the best accident to date in my household has been the chandelier incident. My stepdad, my mom and I drove into NYC to pick up this way too overprices dinning room chandelier that my mom bought. Well as me and my stepdad were carrying it into the house we somehow just instead of placing it down gently kind of just dropped it like you would a laundry basket. All you heard were crystals shattering...the man that owned the store gave us a nice discount on the next one we went in and bought an hour later. Its a funny story now but i'll never forget the look on my moms face when she heard that noise.

Oh, how could I forget last week...I left an open gallon of paint on the top of the fridge. My dad came home from work, opened the door, and it ended up all over the kitchen and dining room. We're still scrapping it off things. I wanted to kill myself.

Janet, I have to ask, how did you clean up the cats after they walked through the paint that leaked out of the can?

I can imagine the look of horror on your face when that paint mishap occurred.


Dawsongirl, all I can say is :faint: Sounds like a disaster!

Janet, I have to ask, how did you clean up the cats after they walked through the paint that leaked out of the can?

I can imagine the look of horror on your face when that paint mishap occurred.
I'll answer you Irene, even though you called me Janet. :lol:

I posted about it when it happened. It was a total disaster.

http://www.sitcomsonline.com/boards/showthread.php?t=183582&highlight=trail+paint

I stubbed my toe on a chair yesterday. I saw stars. That hasn't happened in ages. One of my toes is purple today.

This is why I never go without shoes unless I'm in the shower or asleep. I can't stand the thought of not having any type of shoe on my feet. The only exception is flip-flops, I wouldn't be caught dead in them things.

This is why I never go without shoes unless I'm in the shower or asleep. I can't stand the thought of not having any type of shoe on my feet. The only exception is flip-flops, I wouldn't be caught dead in them things.
I never go barefoot either. I was wearing open toe shoes. The toe keeps getting more purple. Bruises usually get worse before they get better.

I never go barefoot either. I was wearing open toe shoes. The toe keeps getting more purple. Bruises usually get worse before they get better.

Open toe shoes never occurred to me.

I'll answer you Irene, even though you called me Janet. :lol:

I posted about it when it happened. It was a total disaster.

http://www.sitcomsonline.com/boards/showthread.php?t=183582&highlight=trail+paint
WTF??? I am sorry for that. What was I thinking...duh!:crazy: Thanx for the link. Let me read it...

OMG Janice, that is CRAZEEEEEEEEEEEE. :crazy: :lol: Can you laugh at it now? Or is it still toooooo soon?

First question, if there was a hole in the bottom of the can, wasn't it leaking in the storage room?

I read that story and my jaw just dropped. I imagined that happening IN MY HOUSE...:eek:

Thank God for water-based paint. I use that kind of paint ALWAYS. Makes for easy cleaning.

Dawsongirl, all I can say is :faint: Sounds like a disaster!

I think I made it out to be worse than it was (my mom woke me up at 8am to come help clean and I think I went to sleep at 4, so everything looked bad), but it was all over the carpet. My dad got it all out (yay water-based paint and a wet vac), but now old stains have come back thru and there is this hideously huge brown stain that's like, 2 feet long from the people who lived here first. My dad decided money or not, we're ripping it up and putting in hardwood flooring. Which will be nice.

Plus it was light gray paint. We've been painting the kitchen 3 colors, 2 of them being dark blue, so I totally lucked out.

I think I made it out to be worse than it was (my mom woke me up at 8am to come help clean and I think I went to sleep at 4, so everything looked bad), but it was all over the carpet. My dad got it all out (yay water-based paint and a wet vac), but now old stains have come back thru and there is this hideously huge brown stain that's like, 2 feet long from the people who lived here first. My dad decided money or not, we're ripping it up and putting in hardwood flooring. Which will be nice.

Plus it was light gray paint. We've been painting the kitchen 3 colors, 2 of them being dark blue, so I totally lucked out.
Like I said, thank God for water based paint. :lol:

I think the lessons learned here today are:

1) Make sure paint cans DON'T have holes in them;

2) Don't ever put paint on top of a refrigerator

:crazy: :eek:

Like I said, thank God for water based paint. :lol:

I think the lessons learned here today are:

1) Make sure paint cans DON'T have holes in them;

2) Don't ever put paint on top of a refrigerator

:crazy: :eek:
:lol:

I smacked my hand hard on the bedpost the other day - OUCH!! :eek: I've also stubbed toes, tripped over cats, and banged my head on a door. I inherited the klutz gene from my mom's side of the family. :eek: :lol:

I smacked my hand hard on the bedpost the other day - OUCH!! :eek: I've also stubbed toes, tripped over cats, and banged my head on a door. I inherited the klutz gene from my mom's side of the family. :eek: :lol:
Did this all happen in one day? The same week?


J/K :lol:

I'll answer you Irene, even though you called me Janet. :lol:

I posted about it when it happened. It was a total disaster.

http://www.sitcomsonline.com/boards/showthread.php?t=183582&highlight=trail+paint
Irene must think of you as one of the beloved Three's Company roomies. Janice, you are a lot like Janet - level-headed, smart, and the glue that keeps this board together. :bighug:

Did this all happen in one day? The same week?


J/K :lol:
No, thank goodness! :rofl:

OMG Janice, that is CRAZEEEEEEEEEEEE. :crazy: :lol: Can you laugh at it now? Or is it still toooooo soon?

First question, if there was a hole in the bottom of the can, wasn't it leaking in the storage room?

I read that story and my jaw just dropped. I imagined that happening IN MY HOUSE...:eek:

Thank God for water-based paint. I use that kind of paint ALWAYS. Makes for easy cleaning.
I'm not sure I can laugh about it now, but maybe someday, lol. I think what happened is that the paint can was sort of stuck to the floor since it had been there a while. So when Lou picked it up, it sort of popped it open, so to speak. It was probably stuck to the floor because the paint was acting as superglue. It was ticking time bomb, just waiting for some fool to pick it up, like my husband, and walk around like Mr. Magoo, with no clue of the destruction he was leaving in his path. If you looked at the bottom of the can, you'd never know it had a leak because it was at the edge where the can is sealed. The paint that leaked everywhere had a thin ribbon look to it. It would have been better if the hole was bigger so it would have emptied out sooner, possibly before he even entered the house. It was a slow but steady stream of paint, leaking everywhere.

I'm not offended by 'Janet' either. That's a very common mistake in my offline life. :)

Irene must think of you as one of the beloved Three's Company roomies. Janice, you are a lot like Janet - level-headed, smart, and the glue that keeps this board together. :bighug:
Awww, back at you Monika.

:bighug:

-well at home I was trying to open something and the pocket knife closed on my finger!! that was 2 years ago.

-over the summer 2 years ago I accidently bumped my pinky toe hard on the corner of the wall and :eek: :eek: it bruised and swelled up! 2 years later its still purple and kinda black and kinda hurts but it doesent bother me

My whole finger was squashed after I closed the car door hard on it. :rolleyes:

That hurt.

When I was younger (somewhere around 8-10 years old), I had 2 incidents in which one of my toes was injured and bled like mad! The first was when we were visiting my aunt and uncle's farm and my cousin was chasing his sister and me around their house. He ran into their bathroom and closed the door hard on my foot. The second time was one time when my mom was cooking and asked me to get the cookbook. When I turned around to give it to her, I dropped it on my foot!

The worst thing in recent years was 5 years ago when I was leaving our church's office after dropping off my kids' Bible School registrations and closed the door on 2 of my fingers! This was the same year that my best friend and I were going to NYC to see our mutual online friend do his stand-up comedy--so a month later and then again 2 months later I went there with my fingers all bandaged up!

The dumbest thing one of my kids has done was 4th of July three years ago, when the older one was climbing UP a WET plastic slide on our swing set and fell and broke her wrist LOL! (She even laughs about it now.)

My grandma moved into our house about 11 years ago. My dad fixed up our basement into a little apartment for her, complete with very light beige carpeting. Her first night here, my family was over, playing cards upstairs and my cousin and I were playing in the basement. I don't know what the hell we were doing, but my cousin knocked over a plant onto the carpet. Now normally, some scooping and a little vaccuuming would've fixed this right up. But we were stupid little kids. We didn't want anyone to know what we were doing, so we snuck stuff down in pillowcases...We used wet towels to try to clean it up. Wet. Dirt + water = mud, in case anyone wasn't aware. Oh god it was awful. My mom eventually caught on and came down and freaked out at us. She got a hair dryer and tried to dry it off, but it didnt work very well. 11 years later and you can still see the huge stain.

This isn't the biggest household mishap that can happen, but it drove me nuts just the same. I was washing the dinner dishes yesterday. As the sink started to empty out, I walked away from the sink to get a pan out of the toaster oven to wash. What I didn't realize that the water was splashing off an upside down bowl, and into the air like a fountain, and onto the floor.

I shut the water off and almost slipped on the floor. I then threw some floor cleaner down, and grabbed a mop. I figured I'd wash the floor since it was covered in water anyway. :lol:

I am such an idiot - I did this last night. I rounded up a load of clothes to put in the washing machine. At the same time, I was reading a book. Once I was done putting the clothes in and turned on the washing machine, I decided to go back upstairs and continue my book. I couldn't find my book! Then it hit me with a sudden sinking feeling. I ran back to the basement, shut off the machine and found my completely submerged book! :( Luckily, the machine and the clothes were fine since it hadn't hit the cycle yet - but the book is damaged - I'll have to get another one. :( At least the book is MINE and not a library book!! I am such a moron!!

I am such an idiot - I did this last night. I rounded up a load of clothes to put in the washing machine. At the same time, I was reading a book. Once I was done putting the clothes in and turned on the washing machine, I decided to go back upstairs and continue my book. I couldn't find my book! Then it hit me with a sudden sinking feeling. I ran back to the basement, shut off the machine and found my completely submerged book! :( Luckily, the machine and the clothes were fine since it hadn't hit the cycle yet - but the book is damaged - I'll have to get another one. :( At least the book is MINE and not a library book!! I am such a moron!!
That's really funny-- I could see me doing that :lol:

When I was a kid about 12 or so I was sledding down the street and I was laying on my stomach on the sled and pushing on the ground with my hands on each side. Somehow the tip of my index finger on my right hand got in the way and I felt this heavy weight on my finger and I rolled off the sled. It actually didn't really hurt until I went inside and my hands started to warm up...then :eek: It started throbbing and swelling and it hurt like nothing I'd ever felt before. I lost the nail and it was really ugly for a month or so and that was cool when I was in 6th grade. :lol: To this day that fingernail is flatter than all the rest.

I also was swinging on a playground swing in my new sandals when I was about five and I was going really high and decided it would be fun to jump off. I landed splat face down and it knocked the air out of me and scraped the top of my foot really badly. I still have a scar now from that.

Not too long ago my phone was ringing and I was way in the back of the apartment so I started running toward the kitchen and I rounded the corner too fast and lost control...I grabbed the phone in mid-fall and I landed on my back on the linoleum and slid on my back with my feet and legs in the air all the way across the kitchen floor and smack into the wall. The phone was in my hand and the base of the phone had come off the wall and was dangling halfway between me and where it should be attached to the wall. All I could hear from the phone in my hand was "hello?...hello, hello??" I wasn't hurt but I remember thinking as I was sliding "my feet are in the air!" because I couldn't believe what was happening :lol: It was pretty funny at the time and I was really lucky I wasn't hurt because I'm not that young...I was close to 40 when that happened. :D