I know everyone has had one of those days where everything goes wrong and you think to yourself, "what else?" The other day, I was lucky enough to have "one of those days." Mea and I just got home from play group and I was feeling hungry and tired. All I wanted was to eat lunch and just relax. It was about 20 min before Nick was coming home for lunch....perfect, I thought, I will surprise him with BLT's, our favorite. So I get Mea set up at the table eating a bowl of cereal (the only thing she wanted) and I start cooking the bacon. I decided to try cooking it on my flat griddle I use for pancakes. As I am cooking, all the grease starts smoking and soon my apartment is filling with a nasty bacon smoke. Meanwhile, the grease has started to drip off the griddle, down the counter, and onto the floor. Great, I thought. Just as I found a container to catch the grease, Mea topples her full bowl of cereal all over herself and the floor. Okay, I can handle this! I get her in the tub, rush back to the kitchen and my bacon is burning. By this time, the smoke is getting really bad. I open the windows and open the door.... and yes, it was a freezing and snowey day! I get back to the kitchen and try to rescue what bacon has survived and and notice the plastic container (real smart Kaycee) I found the catch the grease has melted and all the grease is fast flowing onto the floor. Take a breath, this isn't that bad. So I start cleaning up. Spoke too soon! Mea comes running into the kitchen screaming, "I pooped! I pooped in the tub and I touched it!" Perfect...what else?
This all happened in the 20 min before Nick got home. Definately the highlight of my week!
Saturday, April 4, 2009
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I think your only option after that would be to run screaming down the street.
Love it! It seems to me like these types of moments generally seem to involve poop! Glad you made it through
Game over for me. I'd have to lie down or something. Glad you made it through that night, Kaycee.
my favorite part of this story is you using a plastic container for the grease. When Jon and I were first married, I was cooking a casserole in the oven and it said to cover it, so I used a plastic lid...
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