Burn Baby Burn

The good news is that this time I didn't actually burn a baby (see blogs below for more on that).  But as promised, here's another bright move brought to you by L3FTY.

I drink tea.  There it is, I said it.  Usually only during the winter, if that's any better.  Last night I was watching Syd and got the hankering for a warm cup of red rose.  I put on some water and went back to whatever we were doing.  A few minutes later I heard a crash from the kitchen.  Not to odd since we have 3 days worth of dishes stacked tit high on the counters and stove.

Stove, Hmmmmmm

I went in to check.  Surprise, surprise.  I had turned on the wrong burner, a burner that was covered in dishes and a plastic container filled with silverware.  when the container melted apart it dropped the silverware all over the stove and floor - probably a good thing in hindsight.....

Anywho, melted plastic on the stove silverware and our flat pan thing (griddle?).  Luckily the pan was teflon so once I had it cooled down much of it peeled off without a lot of scrubbing. 

Note to self - have the wife wash dishes when she gets home from work tonight.