Yes, I almost burnt down the house. Well, I suppose that's a bit of an exaggeration. I just burnt something IN the house, but it was by far the worst kitchen mishap to date.
Twice I week I've been browning up expensive lamb patties for Joony (the dog) for her allergies. This particular morning, I forgot until about 9am that the girls had swimming lessons at 9am. They were still in pj's and didn't have any breakfast yet. We rushed out the door and DID make it in time, as the pool is only 2 blocks away.
An hour later, we return home. The smoke that fills the entire house along with the fire alarm screeching reminds me of the fresh, expensive lamb I was cooking on the stove top for Joony. Needless to say, I won't be feeding her the lamb and I probably ruined my nicest pot....
The bright side of things: the house is nice and airy today (because every last opening is wide open, we had to find something fun to do while the house was clearing (so the girls went to friends houses and I went to the lester park rendezvous) and lastly and most importantly, the house didn't burn down and nobody was hurt.
No flames were inspired today. At least not by me. ;)
