I've had my first official "duh blonde" moment of the year. Congrats me.

I heard mom's ceiling fan squeaking when I went in to say goodnight. I got up on the bed to take a look and see what was loose. The light fixture was a little loose so I tightened it. Still squeaking. Hmm... I wonder if...

Ya'll know when you hear that little voice saying "this is about to get ugly" and ya'll know how you almost never listen? Yeah... I went to point at the base, where I noticed how it was twisting back and forth a little... and of course... I heard (and felt) three loud thuds.

In a moment of brilliance I had put my finger (right on the knuckle by the way...) into the blades. I pulled my hand back and checked myself out. Of course my mother was nearly hysterical and I'm just half laughing telling her it just hurt, I'm fine, no severe pain (outside of the kind you feel when you slam your hand in a door or drawer), no problems bending my finger, at most some bruising and swelling. I felt the large red letters of "IDIOT" being burned into my forehead.

And of course the shock from the sudden intense pain has now tightened the muscles in my arm up to my shoulder. So now my normal neck/shoulder pain is killing me.

::sigh::

I should come with a warning label...