Trent and I have been on a spending freeze trying to build up our savings.
Before the freeze started, I should have taken a trip to the grocery store. Dumb me. It has been a pretty good opportunity to clean out what's already in the pantry though! Today's lunch: pb&j's. Happy Memorial day!
I decided later this afternoon that I wanted to make some cookies. We don't have chocolate chips but we DO have Nutella. After a quick search, I found an oatmeal Nutella cookie recipe. YESSSSS!
As the oven heats up I'm like "Hey! I should put this stick of butter on this cookie sheet and put it in the oven so it gets a little softer." (You probably know how this is going to turn out)
I get distracted doing other things (no surprise). Suddenly I turn around to see A FIRE IN THE OVEN!
*screech* *scream* *squeal*
I turn off the oven.
"AHHH!!!!!! TREEEEEEEENT!" *more screeching* *Gracie barking*
I'm running around the kitchen looking for a way to put out the flame. I realized at this point that we do not have a fire extinguisher.
"TREEEEEEEEEENT!!!!!!!!!"
My husband flies down the stairs. "WHAT!?!?"
"THE OVEN IS ON FIRE!!!!" (Me, being way too dramatic)
I look at the oven to see the flame is completely gone. WHAT A RELIEF. Then I look at my husband...who is in nothing but his undies and slippers. This is marriage.
Me: "Oh good the fire is out! I just panicked because I didn't know what to do."
Trent: "OH MY GOSH! I thought you were being abducted!!!!"
Me: "No! I just forgot I put butter in there."
And so started the endless amounts of teasing and jokes about me starting fires for stupid reasons.
Trent: "Why would you put butter in there!?"
Me: "I don't know! I thought it would be just a quick little nuke!"
Trent starts laughing. Followed by more jokes, of course. That's what I get for trying to be domestic!
Luckily the oven is in perfectly good condition, the fire alarm didn't go off and I got to make my oatmeal Nutella cookies after a good scrubbing of the oven.
I also got to laugh at the fact that Trent ran down in his skivvies to come defend me against an abductor.
And that's our memorial day.
Love this story! Has to be one of my favorites!
ReplyDeleteYou just used the word skivvies. You are my coolest friend
ReplyDeleteHAHA!! I will be honest, I don't think I have ever used that word before...but I'm super happy I did and it was in relation to this ridiculous story :-)
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