Day 65: Chilli Power.

The Tumble is back. With some skills you have to work a lifetime for, I caught Nicci's cupboard door handle in my Jean pocket and while walking away pulled said door off of its hinges. I don't know my own strength.
Then went all chemical warfare in the kitchen when making pad kra poa gai. Full on chilli gas, we all nearly died of the coughing.
Finally and most horrifyingly I used the phrase jazz hands while wiggling my fingers, the humanity......