Burned

​Yes, isn’t that lovely! This injury is one week after a hot ball jar full of tea was accidentally spilled on my leg. I thought I was good having a Saturday night in. I watched shows, cleaned the house, rode my peloton had a sensible dinner; it wasn’t until midnight rolled around, and I woke up with the hungry horrors and decided it would be a fabulous idea to rifle down a sleeve of thin mints. That turned into miserable belly woes, which made me think- a cup of tea will cure the ailment. My Irish nana fixed most troubles with a great cup of tea, so that seemed like a smarter choice than those irresistible Girl Scout cookies.

It was not.

First, Second, and Third-degree burns now cover my left leg from hip to knee.

You know what doesn’t burn your leg- Wine!!!!