Working in the kitchen can be quite dangerous.
The part I always get the most scared about is taking hot items out of the oven. This is why:

I burn myself so much! Above is the first really bad burn I've gotten. It is in the first stage of the burn (complete with the blister and all), and below is after the blister popped and then it turned kinda greenish in the middle... Ironically, this burn came when I was experimenting for the Drexel cookie contest and baking up batches and batches of cookies. This burn was from the winning batch! So it was all worth it in the end.

Less than a month later, I received this beauty while preparing the hubby's birthday dinner. The shape of it makes me think of a stingray or a dragonfly.

I think I need some full arm length oven mitts! Both of these burns have left permanent marks, but I am kind of proud of them in a weird sort of way. They are my kitchen battle wounds.