Um, nearly setting the kitchen on fire by turning on a burner with a plasticy thing (where vegetables were being cut up) on top of it — TWICE. The entire house is full of smoke.
There are reasons why I’m not allowed to cook, really.
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Gwenda, just sit back and watch Willow. It’s all good.
BTW, did you ever get that T-shirt? Just want to make sure USPS didn’t mishandle it.
That would fall under the “I suck” department for not having sent y’all a thank you yet. I’ve been wearing that T-shirt proudly all around town. We’ll make it up to you at nonTurkey day! (You are coming, right?)
& Willow? Clearly this calls for Conane. Or possibly Zod.
(Wow, sort of great typo = Conane, but I’d like to change it to Conain instead.)
Conain: the beverage of choice for discerning barbarians.
And no worries about the T-shirt: just wanted to make sure it got to ya.
trying. not. to. laugh…
Yeah. And then the cat was trying to flame it up with the iron this morning. Chez clumsiness!