Monday, September 17, 2007

FIRE!!!!!

Oh yea... we had a house fire tonight. Actually it was a fire in the house, but isn't that just a matter of semantics anyway??? LOL! And yes, as you probably guessed, it involved me and cooking.



I was pure genius in the kitchen tonight...... Since Katherine had ballet/tap/tumbling, and I had to have the kids fed before Matt got home so that we could immediately dash out the door and make it to class at time, I was basically a short order cook.



While the kids and I were talking about what we wanted to eat, I unloaded the dishwasher and lit my new Yankee Harvest Candle. LOVE THAT SCENT. Totally yummy! As always, it sits on my stove top, which is right under the microwave. Yea, can you see where this is going???



Anyway, in my effort to up Caleb's protein intake, I give him a big bowl of black bean salsa and a spoon. He *loves* this stuff. He eats the black beans like they're M & M's while yelling "BEAN" and making sound effects for himself. It's a beautiful sight!!



Katherine wants chili and thankfully, I had some left over from Caleb's birthday party. So I take it out of the fridge, pop it in the microwave, cover it with a paper towel, and start it up. (On a side note, Matt would never have this problem, because he doesn't believe 'splat avoidance' in the microwave, but we'll leave that story for another day....). 90 seconds later, I take it out, stir it around, check for temperature, and give it to Katherine. I then head to the fridge to get her all the fixin's....



All of a sudden, I hear "Mommy, we have a problem!!! Mommy FIRE!" I turn around, and low and behold, the paper towel ended up in the candle jar and a decent size fire is burning on the stove top. All of a sudden, little bits of burning paper towel start flying all over the kitchen.



Thankfully, we didn't have to call the fire department, but let me assure you, my house smells like the kids and I decided to have an indoor bonfire and make smores for dinner! As Matt says, "It's the gift that keeps giving, and giving, and giving....". The smell just doesn't go away.



With that, I need to run downstairs and make sure I blew out the candle!
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Anonymous said...

You know, every now and then I have to think about what kind of a comment to make. THEN, like a nice little surprise that pops up when you least expected it, I get a blog that involves NO thinking in regards to the comment I'm going to make. And it's this - On Easter, I had a friend and her son over from work, my brothers, Jeff's parents, and my parents over for dinner after church. We had a really small apartment then so I had to do it buffet style - all the food was on the dining table with candles and a nice bouquet of flowers in the middle. I light the candles and we all go over to sit down and visit for a little bit while I wait for the orange chocolate cake I had made to warm up in the oven. All of a sudden, Jeff chimes in during a conversation about the football game and says "Honey, we have a problem." Only he just sits there and looks. No movement with a big smile on his face. I asked what the problem was and Ben and John chime in with outbursts of laughter. Still, no movement. I look over at my table and see that I had set the candles too close to the flowers. The fern is on fire. Then, the rose is on fire. All of a sudden, one of the flowers has a mini explosion and (what seemed like) millions of it shoot out like a firework and land on my table cloth - which set the table cloth on fire. LOL We all had to grab glasses of water and pour water on the mini burns throughout the food on the table so that we didn't mess up the food! BEEN THERE, DONE THAT.

September 19, 2007 at 10:56 AM

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