This morning I decided I wanted breakfast. Usually it's a rare thing for me to even eat breakfast, but I guess today was one of those, "Gotta have Breakfast" days. Soo I made french toast for breakfast. I was down to transferring the last piece of french toast to my plate, when it slipped off the spatula and onto the floor. The next thing I know, the cats are in the kitchen... wondering what the hell is going on and fighting me for the french toast. In the process (dumb brunette moment) I set the hot skillet down on a plastic lid so that I could retrieve the toast from the floor and the cats(they won't eat it). After realizing what I did with the skillet, I picked it up and discovered melted plastic all over the bottom of the skillet. Yeah, that will be fun to get off of there!
To make a long story short, the cats did not want the french toast (but they'll eat lentils), so I'm giving it to the dogs and I now have a nice skillet ring mark on my lid to my cleaning bucket.lol
See. Brunettes can have dumb moments too!!! LOL
yeah, I had one of those moments the other day. I am always yelling at my family for burning my stove burner covers and not paying attention to which burner knob they turn. Well, I finally burned my first burner cover...so badly in fact the smoke detectors went a blaring! As long as we can laugh at ourselves! ;)
ReplyDeleteHAH. Nice! Hmm. I wonder if MY cat would like French toast...
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