fond memories...

a couple of years ago, cecca's hand was viciously attacked by a rogue jar of overheated fudge. This photo represents the day after the burn incident.... not so bad, huh? Well, why don't you join us on a trip down memory lane as we explore what this humble little blister turned into and turned into again?

this. this is what it turned into.

if one looks close enough, one can see the virgin mary's footprint suspended in the blister juice.

"surely, she went to the doctor," you may be asking yourself. no, she didn't, and don't call me shirley. 

staying true to it's nature, the blister eventually popped yet left us with this beautiful reminder of it's existence.

yum.

there's nothing more appetizing than the juxtaposition of burned-up dead skin next to fleshy new skin.

like a heart with the tail of a tadpole.

cecca's hand has since healed completely with not a scar to be seen.