I have several low cost items that need replacing, but I never seem to get around to replacing them. Mainly it’s because I never think to buy them till I need them. One of those items is oven mitts.I am not very good in the kitchen. I manage OK and I haven’t poisoned anybody, but I am definitely not Rachel Ray. Maybe it’s because I don’t have that bubbly of a personality. Oh I can boil, both water and my temper, I’m just not coated in sugar like she is.
Anyway, today I realized that I really need to remember to buy some cheap oven mitts because the ones I have all have holes in them. I was reminded of that when my husband called. I was holding the phone with my shoulder and attempting to pull a roast out, when my finger that was holding the pan realized it had only a paper thin layer of cloth between it and the pan.
This is what my husband heard - a scream, a crash as I dropped the pan upside down and the roast fell out onto the coils, my 2 year old running around laughing and mimicking me screaming, some cursing from me and a “I have to go!” with a voice that sounded like something from the movie, “The Exorcist”.
I wonder why he hasn’t called back? I wonder if he’ll stop at the church for some holy water before he dares to enter our house. I wonder if he’ll even ask what happened. Nah, he’s too smart for that.
I must add oven mitts to the growing list of things I need to get. It will go right under the hair dryer that broke two weeks ago.
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