I'm talking about risk-taking-escapades and those, in hindsight,
If you haven't experienced such a thing then you must be a considerably cautious (or wildly wise) individual. I'm not either of those so I'm going to park my humility off to the side and start a list. Feel free to add to it....please!
I Will Never Again:
1. Add ammonia to a toilet bowl that I've already put bleach in, to get a cleaner, more sparkling commode. Can we say, dangerous vapors?
NH2-Cl = chloramine
On top of a kitchen counter.
3. Feed a donkey that is behind electric fencing, oblivious to the distance between the fence and my, uh, chest . (I can hear you laughing! R&T especially....)
(hey, I was just a little kid!!)
7)Line up the paper perfectly in a paper cutter and not notice how far beyond the paper my thumb is sticking out. Underneath the blade.
(no, I didn't cut it off but did permanently reshape the tip of that thumb and disengage a couple nerves). The ER doc who stitched me up actually chuckled and said, "Now, why'd you have to go and do that?"
Now I'm a Numb Thumb. :-
8) Speaking of stitches: To avoid a dozen plus stitches in the forehead, I Will Never again ride on the back of a mini-bike, down a steep hill, onto a playground and not duck when the driver zooms beneath the lowest of three parallel bars.
(another dumb moment in my kid-dom years. And Mom, I'll say it again: I'm Sorry!!!)
across the Mohave Desert.
Or any desert for that matter.
And an eyebrow pencil.
So. Your turn to share an "I'll Never..." Don't worry. You'll never meet the people who read this blog so it's okay to fess up.
Well, you probably won't.