So usually I am kinda lame on Valentine's day. I don't know if it is because there are so many other things going on or what, but I never seem to have the time to put together anything for my family. This year I decided to do a nice dinner for everyone.
Corry had mentioned how much he loves steak with blue cheese melted on it. I am not a fan of blue cheese, but I thought for him, I'd try it. Then I thought, I will do all the dishes for everyone and use our China - since I haven't touched it in years. Sometimes it is fun to go a little bit fancy!
So I set the table, prepared the food...
Originally I was going to grill the meat, but I was too cold, so I decided to use this awesome new pan Corry got for Christmas from Ikea...
See the handle - it is metal.
I kept having the feeling all during the preparation, "Don't forget that handle gets HOT - use a hot pad."
OK, I can do that! The timer went off. Everyone was sitting at the table, anticipating this special dinner. I got a hot pad, pulled it out of the oven and set it on the stove. YEAH!!! I didn't burn myself! Then I wanted everything to be pretty, so I set the meat out on a plate and grabbed the pan to pour the sauce over the top of the meat...without a hot pad. The pan had maybe been out of the 400 degree oven for all of 30 seconds when I grabbed it.
IT HURT!!!! I set it down fast and started running my hand under cold water for about 5 minutes. Then I sat with an ice pack on my hand for another hour. Then it really hurt for about an hour. So much for doing the dishes for my family! The pain was throbbing and I saw big blisters forming on all my fingers and the palm of my hand. I couldn't get my contacts out because I couldn't use my hand at all (made me VERY impressed with the young woman in our neighborhood that was born without one of her hands). I really needed to use both hands! I went to sleep and didn't sleep well. My kids prayed for me that night (as well as Corry and I praying for me too). I was really nervous how I would be able to function and teach my dance classes, get contacts in, hair done, anything!
The next morning I woke up and it was fine. There was nothing there other than some weird looking skin where it was burned. Nothing else. No pain, no blisters, nothing.
I believe in MIRACLES!