So, I set the stove on fire. In case you're keeping track, that would be the 2nd time since we've lived in this house that I've done that.
I'm not that bad of a cook, really. We just happen to have a super-crappy stove. (That's right, blame it on the equipment.)
I was actually in the kitchen (although back to the stove) when the fire broke out. Lucky thing, I guess, or the whole house might have gone up in smoke.
We now have a nicely singed dish towel, as I didn't have any baking soda to toss on it. Guess I'll pick some of that up at the store today.
Also, on a completely unrelated note, that toilet paper commercial where the puppy calls himself sexy really gets under my skin.
3 comments:
Whoa. You need a new stove girl!
The other night I thought our freezer was on fire- there was a sizzling noise and it was glowing orange in the back. Who knew that there was a damn heating element in a freezer?!
Yikes! Are you ok??? Scary stuff, man.
You need a new stove girl! The other night I thought our freezer was on fire- there was a sizzling noise and it was glowing orange in the back. Who knew that there was a damn heating element in a freezer.
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