Last Tuesday I learned that hot oil is, well, hot; and hot things can splash out of pans while you make chicken and burn you. I wish I would have thought to take a picture on Tuesday night, it looked so much cooler and you could see four lines above the ovaly burn and not just one.
It doesn't hurt anymore though.

Oh well. Unless you could dropping the glass I keep my silverwear in about once a week (and getting more flustered about it than I should) this is my first kitchen mishap. Which I think it a pretty good record for me.