Well, not really…
But last night I put some oil on a back burner to make fries…had to make an emergency trip to the head…and came back to a fireball on the stovetop, thick black smoke filled the top of the room, all I could do was get low and think, “Where the FARK is the Fire extiguisher?” Haven’t seen it since we moved, and still can’t find it… “Baking Soda??? Do we have any?” Frack…No…Old kettle…no handle and no lid that fit…Dialed 911…explained the problem…humiliating as hell…and I just knew they’d come in with those nasty purple K extinguishers and get nasty everywhere…
AHA! A cake pan! (the wife’s newest bestest most favorite one) on it goes…flames get smothered and I start ventilating the house as an engine company rolls up…
It looked like two weeks of painting the kitchen was shot to hell…however after cleaning things up this morning, the black stuff washed off the cabinets which had their glossy final coat on them…he walls were just primered and hadn’t gotten the color yet, so they washed down well…and I was gonna start on the ceiling next week anyways…cause with fresh white cabinets and warm yellow walls…the ceiling was positively dingy! All’s well that ends well and after a couple hours scrubbing…I’m back to where I started…now to get to Wal Mart and get a new cake pan before SHE NOTICES!!