This morning, I was woken up by a call from the doc who’s doing my assessment. She had to reschedule again, this time due to health problems. I understand, and I feel for her, but it wasn’t the way I wanted to start my day.
So, I dragged myself into the kitchen, fired up my little one-cup coffee maker and perused our pantry for breakfast type food.
When coffee finished brewing, I realized I’d forgotten to put the chocolate mint leaves in with the grounds, so I figured I’d add in some almond/coconut milk for extra flavor.
I pull the carton out of the fridge and try opening it.
For a good three minutes I tried opening it with no success.
That would be because I was tightening the cap instead of loosening it. Right-left confusion, hurrah!!
At least I didn’t hurt myself this time.
Yesterday evening, I made Pillsbury Cinnamon Rolls for the first time. My husband mentioned he liked them, so I figured why not? It couldn’t be that hard.
The canister advertised itself as “peel and pop”, which I interpreted as popping the ends off and peeling the container open. With that in mind, I read the instructions.
“Press spoon to seam”.
Oh, so to the seam between the cardboard and the metal end? That seam?
I gave it a try. No luck. I tried harder. Again, no luck.
Then, I saw the little triangle and silver box on the spiral seam on the canister. Well, ok.
I pressed the spoon there, waiting for the pop. Nothing.
I pressed harder. The spoon slipped. Now, Michelangelo is guarding the resulting cut from infection.
Ah, yes. Only I would injure myself making quickie cinnamon rolls. Hey, at least I didn’t almost slice a fingertip off, like in November.
I figured out how to do it correctly post-injury.
I don’t know if attempting that kielbasa and potato recipe today is a very good idea. With the way things have been going, I might just blow myself up in the process.