Day 1 - Don't tell Mom...

My sister Karen is getting married this spring (yay!) and preparations are ramping up, so Mom and Dad have gone to Calgary for a few days to go dress shopping, get fitted for a tux, hang out, etc.

So we are stunned to be bumped from our full-service living arrangements into fending for ourselves.  Oh. My. God.

Day 1. I bravely headed into the kitchen this evening to reheat the leftovers Mom left for us.  Yes, I can manage that.  I put the rice and broccoli dish on the stove to warm... Pyrex, low heat, no problem. 

I seem to have a burner dyslexia.  Not for the first time, I checked all the settings and noticed that I had left that particular element on scorch instead of warm.  So, I diligently take it off and walk away to set the table.

One step away and...BLAM!!!!!!  An explosion of Pyrex all over the kitchen.   Oh. My. God. 

No physical damage done to anything but the dish and food, unless you count my near heart attack.

Of course, Dexter has to rush over to investigate and is none to happy to be turned back..."I want to see!"

Not only is the dish ruined, but what the hell are we going to eat?!?!  Pull out the toaster - suck it up everyone.

NOW I'll be scouring the local emporiums clutching the surviving lid trying to find a suitable replacement for the 30 year old favourite casserole dish.  Fun!

Fingers crossed that tomorrow's re-heating experience goes smoother. :)

On the plus side, I did remember to mist the seedlings being nurtured in the basement.  Please God, let the heliotrope survived the four days.  Can I do it?!?!

Stay tuned...everything is completely under control.  Honestly.