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Now if I could fix the autocorrect on my smart phone....![]()
Oh my! Sorry to laugh so hard over that incident. The only thing that comes close to that is the time I had a pyrex pan full of brownies explode in my over. Then... there was the time we came home from a date to find out that our baby sitter had made tuna fish sandwiches for the kids, and she had dressed them up by putting lettuce in them. Sad thing is, the poor girl couldn't tell the difference between a head of cabbage, and a head of lettuce. Kids didn't eat their sandwiches. So she made them some pop corn. On top of my gas stove. She used my PRESSURE COOKER. We came home to find: a hole burned on my counter top, oil stains on the ceiling, pressure cooker full of burned popcorn in the sink with blown safety valve and little balls of metal all over the place from blown valve, and soggy tuna/cabbage sandwiches. That was the last time she babysat for us.I had a - well - an incident with a spaghetti squash a few years ago. I had poked some holes in it before I put it in the microwave as usual, but this time it wasn't enough. The thing was hissing and whistling as it was cooking, and as Critter walked through the kitchen, he said, "it's gonna blow!" He was joking, but a few seconds later, that's exactly what it did. There was as surprisingly loud "BANG!" and the door of the microwave flew open. The shell of the squash wound up (inside out) about 6 feet away on the floor, and there were strands of what looked like yellow Silly String everywhere. I picked and wiped up for at least 30 minutes, but 2 days later, I was still finding strands that I had missed. My family won't let me live it down, of course - every time I bring a spaghetti squash home, someone will say, "I guess I know what you are blowing up for dinner."
Once you figure that out, would you please share with me? Darned smart phone is just a bit too smart sometimes.
I had a - well - an incident with a spaghetti squash a few years ago. I had poked some holes in it before I put it in the microwave as usual, but this time it wasn't enough. The thing was hissing and whistling as it was cooking, and as Critter walked through the kitchen, he said, "it's gonna blow!" He was joking, but a few seconds later, that's exactly what it did. There was as surprisingly loud "BANG!" and the door of the microwave flew open. The shell of the squash wound up (inside out) about 6 feet away on the floor, and there were strands of what looked like yellow Silly String everywhere. I picked and wiped up for at least 30 minutes, but 2 days later, I was still finding strands that I had missed. My family won't let me live it down, of course - every time I bring a spaghetti squash home, someone will say, "I guess I know what you are blowing up for dinner."
peas are my favorite.... Can't seem to grow them worth a Dang thoughMy kids will not eat peas. All three of them live in separate households, and all three of them ate peas when they were growing up. But Kenny won't eat them now because he says he doesn't want to eat "clones". Tam won't eat them - she calls them "Pac Man Pellets". And Terrin won't eat them because they "smoosh" funny. Go figger.....