Show & Tell: Excitement And A Thud

Good Morning Humble Readers..



Remember how much you loved show and tell when you were in elementary school? Getting to stand in front of the class and show off your newest do-dad or tell about your totally awesome trip to your uncle's hunting cabin... so much fun, right? Well, guess what? We can do recapture that sense of fun as adults... just participate in Mel's Show & Tell 2.0!



So what am I showing today?

This is what I'm showing today!


It came! My new pot! And it's not just a pot... it's an enamel coated cast iron 5.25 quart dutch oven. From the Rache.l Ra.y cookware line. Woohoo!


Just think of all the soups and stews and sauces I will be able to make in this thing... Heck, I might even get brave and consider attempting fried chicken (I'm sure my humble readers from the south aren't laughing at that at all). I am so excited to try making my braised lamb shanks in it.


So that was the excitement last night when I got home from work. What was the thud, you ask?


You recall that this hobbit is a big time klutz, right?


Well, I was attempting to get the big heavy pot out of it's box, and it was being particularly difficult. I tipped the box on it's side, thinking that gravity would help me. Gravity is not my friend (you'd think I would know that by now).


The pot started to slide out of the box, and then the lid started to slide faster. Because I was hanging on to the very heavy box/pot, I could not spare a hand to try to catch the lid. So, my toe thought it would be a good idea to step in (pardon the pun).


It didn't happen in slow motion. I didn't watch it as it fell. You see, the force of gravity on something that heavy generally makes it fall pretty darn fast. But then, you knew that.


Yes. The lid to the aforementioned 5.25 quart cast iron pot fell and landed on my my big toe.


I was clinging to the chairback in front of me, seeing stars, attempting very hard not to express my pain in four letter words, when my Beloved asks me, "Are you okay?"


Ummm, hell no!


This morning my poor toe is three times its normal size, and while I can bend it, walking really isn't pleasant. There is a particularly ugly gash on my toe as well. When the bruising comes in it's going to be a doozie for sure. *sigh*


Now don't forget to swing by Mel's place and check out what the rest of the class is showing!