Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Burnt Offerings

Jessica said, "If you don't blog this I will!"  She made me take a picture too...but for some reason I really don't think this is as funny as she seems to think it is.

I've gotten into a really bad habit...I fix my breakfast, usually instant oatmeal in the microwave, and hours later I realize the microwave is making that faint intermittent beeping sound.  My forgotten oatmeal...well it's lunch time maybe I should just make myself a sandwich...
So I make myself a grilled cheese sandwich for lunch and then "Forget"...yes I forget I'm cooking...then I smell the smoke.

I have a sneaky suspicion I'm going to be one of those old ladies that can't be trusted in the kitchen alone because I will burn the house down...but I think it's because I have WAY too much on my mind and WAY to many things to do or I'm just crazy.  This is usually how it goes...hmmm I'm hungry....start lunch...Hmmm the drier stopped I'll quickly unload the drier while my lunch cooks...put clothes on bed...hmmm I need some hangers ( thinking hurry the stove is on),  hmmm...those kids move out take my  hangers then move home with no hangers  mom buys new hangers and it starts all over again...wait a minute is that a hanger on the floor of the closet?  Why yes it is!  Oh look those boots look really old maybe I should set those out and see if Teele will let me throw them away.  That reminds me the garbage can is full I need to put a new sack in it.  Wait while I'm at it I'll empty the garbage in the bathroom.  Walk in bathroom and think "Why am I here?"  oh look RaLee left all her hair products out.  Maybe I should use the bathroom while I'm here.  "Now why did I come in here?"  Sit down on toilet(sorry for the visual) and notice the garbage is full.  "Oh yea!  The garbage that's what I was going to do. . . take bathroom trash into kitchen and start to put new bags in the garbage can..."Jessica what's that smell is something burning?  OH SHOOT!  My sandwich...turn on fan...clean pan...ad new sandwich...walk away...garbage needs taken out...say to self over and over again..."Liz don't forget you have food on the stove!"  Then I get busy and forget a SECOND time...start over again...Lesson learned...stay buy stove and make sandwich.   It's happens all the time!
The darker one is the first one then the "not so black" sandwich is my second attempt

Third times a charm!

The kids say I have Half-heimers...I say I'm not forgetful!  I just have too much to do and too much on my mind.  Here's to hoping you got the laugh that Jessica's gets everyday because for some reason this is funny to everbody but me.


5 comments:

Jessica Caldwell said...

HAHAHAHA, that last attempt stunk the house up all day. I think it's funny because it's just not every once in awhile you burn your lunch it is EVERYTIME you make a grilled cheese or a cheese crisp at least one goes in the trash can. You are so funny!

Cheryl said...

Yesterday I burnt cookies...I told the kids that they better eat them fast when they came out of the oven because if not they were going to be as hard as rocks...I was right :)

With love and hope,
Cheryl
We are Nine

Amanda Griggs said...

HAHAHAHA: LOLOLOL! This is hilarious! I love this post! Your Christmas gift from us will be a fire extinguisher!

Sharron said...

LLLLLLOL I do so relate to this post. Now my question is, why the heqq aren't our kids taking some of the load off our poor tired out little minds so that we won't be so "forgetfulness". Instead they just sit back and laugh . . . just wait, their turn is coming!!!

Anonymous said...

LOL! thanks for the laugh....I, too, have those times...you see my explanations is that I've had so many dang kids that my mental box has gotten short fused...now, when I cook I have to stay in the kitchen otherwise, I'll wonder off picking something up and next thing you know I'm upstairs folding blankets changing pillowcases.....Lani sometimes will tell me that she's really afraid for me getting ol'duh! but then the conversation amongst them(all 6 of'em) is that I don't have worry about being taken care of when I'm old because there's 6 of them and so that means that for 6 days I'm taken care off and on the 7th day, i would have to fend for myself...seriously...