| Feb. 10th, 2007 @ 12:34 am Decidedly not my best day. |
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kimochi:  guilty
ongaku: fan in bathroom
OK, so yesterday I wasn't feeling so great, and as a result took a medicine that knocked me out. This resulted in me sleeping in until about noon or so--not in itself a problem. Thing is, I then managed to get almost nothing done (I did get dressed and eat breakfast) before Shaun got home from work sometime after 3. I should've started the soup by about 3:30 or so, in order to have it done in time to eat before gaming night, but that did not happen. I finally started the soup somewhere between 4:15 and 4:30. Then I had trouble trying to cut the turnip (I did not have a large enough knife). So I got Shaun to help me out with making the soup--cutting up veggies and whatnot. This went pretty well, and the soup went on the burner to cook....thoug I did note as I stirred the soup before putting the lid on it that the burner kinda smelled burning-ish. As in something was on the burner that perhaps sheouldn't've been, and was burning. This did not, however, cause me undue alarm at that point of time.
Fast forward some 20 minutes later....Shaun comes in to tell me that the pot "smells like burning" which is freaking him out. I go out to see to this issue, explaining as I go that the burner smelled funny when I put the soup on it to begin with. Upon arriving at the stove, it becomes apparent to me that the pot had boiled over at some point. Scolded Shaun for not telling me this, and moved the pot to another burner (mind you this is a big ol' Dutch oven--the kind of pot that NEEDS two handles or it's impossible to pick up if there's anything in it). Everything would probably have been fine had I not promptly forgotten why I moved the pot and procceeded to turn the burner back on to make tea. Shaun and I went to the other side of the living room and sat by his comptuter.
All of a sudden we hear Mary shout "Holy shit, it's on fire!" This brings an immediate reaction of some confusion as Shaun and I get up to check it out. Shaun has the presense of mind to grab the fire extinguisher (Mary stands there looking at the fire and doing nothing) but he can't figure out how to work the thing--which actually turned out to be a good thing. I looked at it and thought for a second (along the lines of "What was it Pat said Mom did when this happened to him? Oh yeah, dishtowel.") and then grabbed the towel we keep on the handle of the fridge for drying hands on. I batted at the fire, trying to smother it. Shaun grabbed the towel and managed to finish the job. But the place was now all smokey. So while I had a mini-breakdown (fire was my fault), he and Mary opened the slider and started trying to usher the smoke out of the apartment. Then the smoke detector went off anyway, which only upset me further (I had now managed to inconvinience the entire building). Shaun kept flapping the towel to get the smoke out.
Eventually, the firemen arrived--probably a good 15 to 20 minutes after we got the fire out--to check everything out and make sure it was all OK. This was fine, except their joking to make me feel better didn't really work, and they somehow got the idea that I was a little kid. They thought I was Shaun's daughter. Apparently they could tell I wasn't a kid when I looked up, but still. Even with my hair over my face, surely I look at least 13, right? And Shaun certainly doesn't look old enough to have a teenage child, right?? Rrrg. Yeah, so, that kinda upset me more. I stomped off to my room, which I guess really wasn't very adult, but...well, I wasn't thinking very straight at that point of time anyhow.
So, as a result of the fire, I decided we couldn't use the stove anymore for the night, which, since the soup was not at all done, ment we'd have to find something else for dinner--probably eat out. So Shaun and I, after some delay, set out to go get food. Only when we arrived at Uno's, we discovered the parking lot was quite full. So we checked a couple other places, which turned out to be either equally full or closed. Ended up running through BK for a quick something (apple pie, fries, drinks) and heading over to friends' for gaming night. When no one else showed up after we waited around for 2 hours, we gave up and went back to Uno's, finding it now considerably less crowded (this being a bit after 10pm). We were both kinda annoyed that no one showed up for gaming night, as we'd been looking forward to this for weeks. But, well, what can you do? I'm rather inclined to yell at anyone who didn't have a good reason for not showing up, though.
So, now we're home, and it's time for bed. I better go to sleep soon----gotta be at work for 9am tomorow...... |
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