sooo as you all know, there was a little fire in the kitchen last night. well here is story number 1... i was frying bacon for our brinner and when it was time to take them out of the frying pan i covered a plate with paper towel (to soak up the grease) then i sat it next to the pan. i failed to remember we have a gas stove top that actually has a flame. if you are wondering, yes our house is ancient. well, before i knew it, the paper towel was on FIRE. all i could do was say "ummm ummm" instead of the normal "help." then i proceeded to run over to the sink and pour water on top of our plate of bacon.
and now on to story number 2... tonight i was hungry and wanted to make popcorn on the stove top. my friend jillian taught me how to go about doing this this summer. i successfully made it last week so i was confident in trying it again tonight. i suppose i put too many kernels in the pot which resulted in the popcorn not being able to rise to the top of the pot. this all resulted in burnt popcorn, an atrocious smell in the downstairs kitchen and my housemates telling me i have lost my cooking privileges. :(
i have now had both cooking fails since living in the mcmansion..well not to mention elaine's brownies. accomplishment? yes.
Now I'm sure many of you are reading this charming little story and thinking "Aw, poor Squidney, didn't get to enjoy her salty snack before bed." Boo hoo. After her disappointing attempt at popping corn, Squids returned to her bedroom on the third floor. I retired to my room at approximately 12:07, only to notice the smell of burning had wafted into my room. Being a generally easy going girl, I closed my eyes hoping my nose would become accustomed to the unpleasant smell. Forty minutes later and no less smoky (burnt popcorn just wont quit), I had an ingenious idea: air freshener!!! Of course, I could not turn on my light- I'm kind of a princess when it comes to my sleeping conditions and I didn't want to trick my brain. But I was able to find my Febreeze, all without leaving the comforts of my bed. Just a few spritz and I would be sound asleep, dreaming of lavender fields. But alas, I failed to consider the powerful effects of my oscillating fan. AIR FRESHENER IN THE EYES!!! BLINDING!!!! No choice but to cry it out.
ReplyDeleteOn the plus side, I discovered my first line of defense should any creeper dare to intrude.