Today whilst talking on the phone to my dear friend Renee, I was ironing my pillowcases.
I love crisp, fresh pillowcases.
It's a cheap luxury.
I was putting things away, and we were still talking.
I was putting away the can of spray starch, sans the lid.
It goes in an old cupboard in the pantry, and for some reason, I wasn't putting it back on the shelf it normally goes on - but a shorter shelf.
As I forced the can on the shelf, not giving a single thought to the aerosol spray button aimed straight at my face -
I got shot in the face with a seriously large shot of Magic Sizing.
I let out a blood curdling scream and hung up on my friend.
My eyes were ablaze.
But I was laughing at the same time -
Aaron got me a cold, wet cloth and I cleaned my eyes out, and phoned my friend back.
I have been giggling about this all day, and while Aaron was trying to fix my hair a few hours later, I got tickled again thinking about it and seriously laughed uncontrollably for 10 minutes.
My face was swollen from laughter, my belly ached.
I didn't know Aaron got the camera out...
Without further adieu...