Saturday, February 14, 2009

The Best of Intentions

For Valentine's Day Jeremy and I don't make a big fuss over each other. We usually exchange cards and go out for dinner. This year he had to work so I decided I would cook for us before he went in at 2:00. Jeremy had to go to his mom's this morning and help with clean up from the storms so he was instructed to be back at 1:00 for lunch.

As I wrote in an earlier post, the menu consisted of red pepper chicken alfredo and garlic bread - oh, and Colby ended up with chicken noodle soup yet again! All was going well.........pasta cooking, sauce heating up, chicken grilling, oven preheating for the bread.

I was washing the dishes I had used so far and Colby came into the kitchen and said "Mom, lunch smells yucky." That comment is not strange for him because he is so picky, but nevertheless I stopped and took a big whiff and I smelled something strange also. I couldn't quite figure it out, but then the oven dinged because it had preheated and was ready for the bread.

I opened the oven door and smoked BILLOWED out in my face. I quickly shut the door like I could hide my mistake (sure). I had stashed a nearly empty cake pan in the oven to keep Colby from picking at it and it had burned up in the preheating process! My next move was to get the pan out of the house. I opened the back door and grabbed the pan and flung it outside. The house was so smoke filled that you could barely see............of course this was the exact moment Jeremy picked to walk through the front door. What else could I do but put a big smile on my face and say "I am smokin' hot for you Valentine!" He busted out laughing and all was well..............Maybe if he ever buys me a gift it will be some lessons on common sense!


Heather said...

That is so funny and sounds so much like something I would do. I do tend to burn food. At least you made it a funny moment (and a great blog post).

Nan said...

That is hilarious! It made me think of the first time I fixed supper for Jason before we got married. All was well until I got to the rolls. I never gave it a thought to actually look at the directions, so instead of preheating the oven to 350, I put it on broil like I would if I was going to make toast. After all, pretty much all you had to do was melt the butter and brown them a bit. Well, they came out pitch black! I cried for the longest time over that one! That was one witty Valentine's declaration for your guy :o)

Mama Mia said...

Hahahahahaha AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!