No cooking before coffee

"F" is for Fire extinguisher

If you don't have one, or have used yours, get one.

Me and my absent-minded pregnantness had apparently in my benedryl haze placed a crawfish plate full of french bread in the oven to get it off the counter. Needless to say in my hangover this morning, I'm making monkey bread for our guest, jamming out to Neil Diamond when I smell something strange. I say "What is ....". My husband responds with a smart azz remark so I dropped it. A few minutes later the hound dog sniffer alarm goes off again.....I open the oven to see smoke billowing out. We had fired up the fire extinguisher dad brought a while back since our kitchen eyes are jacked up so were at a loss for what to do aside from spraying water into the oven. Luckily our guest is a policeman and responds much better than we do under pressure. Not sure what he did while hubby and I are running around looking for a means to put out the fire....but he calmly says...."It's out"....

And so it was. While Neil Diamond sang Sweet Caroline, I told my daughter to get out of the house.

We spent hours this morning wiping and washing and cleaning. Well, I WAS going to just tell everyone I was too tired tonite but it got done. If you come by and the house smells a little.....smokey ....remember, don't put things in the oven that don't go there.

We still got to eat the monkey bread. Didn't taste like burnt plastic either.