wherin I almost pull a britney and have to shave my head
It’s Saturday morning. I wake up early-ish to Eden asking if she can turn the heat up. I can’t fall back asleep. So I get up, shower, get dressed, hair, makeup. I have to work, so I putz around a bit on the computer and decide to make breakfast. We’ve been getting these frozen beef breakfast sausage patties, but I tend to fill the house with smoke when I make them – they’re best when they’re crispy (aka slightly burnt). When we were stoveless I started cooking them on the grill and it worked out perfect.
So I run out in the rain, turn on the two outside burners, let them sit for a sec, and then turn on the middle one. The grill won’t light. I try again. Still won’t light. I open the lid, as I’m sure I need to actually SEE what’s happening. I try again. A giant flame rises from the grill and it’s lit. I smell burning hair. MY burning hair….
Great…
Luckily, it only got a small part of my bangs and part of one side in the front. And NOT any of my eyelashes.
I think maybe I’ll go back to filling the house with smoke when I cook sausages.
Category: gah! 2 comments »
February 25th, 2008 at 2:23 pm
Am I old that when I hear a story like that, I don’t think of Britney, but Richard Pryor instead?
Setting your head on fire while trying to freebase is probably slightly less healthy than setting your head on fire trying to cook sausage…just slightly. ;)
February 25th, 2008 at 3:47 pm
Oh no…that would so happen to me if I tried to light my grill….sheesh.
I’ve been threatening to shave my head recently regardless!