Burnt Thanksgiving

So, all of my pies turned out and the sweet potatoes were awesome thanks to Kara's great recipie and Winslow's cooking magic. And I had a great time cooking with my kids. They helped wash and prepare potatoes and apples. The girls had a great time playing with the leftover dough. And despite the fact that we had no phone service ALL day, which led our dinner hosts to wonder if we were comming or not, we had a great thansgiving. So we were preparing to leave for the Henrie's home, all the kids were loaded in the van, pies, yams, and green bean casserole ready to go, and all that was left was the hot cranberry cider in the crockpot. I unplugged it from the wall (or so I thought), and moved it to the top of the stove, and that's when I ran out of slack in the cord. The cord jerked back and hot cider sloshed onto my hand. (imagine a really loud scream and then,)"Oh CRAP." I was proud of myself later on that I didn't even think of anything explicitive. Winslow came running in. I tore of my sweater (which protected a large portion of my arm from the cider) and shoved it under cold water. OUCH, ouch, ouch!!!! Thankfully it isn't too bad. A lot of the initial burn faded by the end of the day. I have 1st degree burns along my hand where the forefinger and the thumb connect, and second degree along my wrist. But it doesn't hurt nearly as bad as when i got burnt with hot oil on my foot. Crazy!