Eggsplosion
I was happily reading and responding to e-mail this morning (where I found out my good friend Lori is having a baby girl in April! Yay Lori!), when I heard an explosion in the kitchen. Turns out that my dumb ass had started hard-boiling eggs, oh, like an hour before the explosion and I forgot all about them. The kids jumped 10 feet, as did I. When I went to the kitchen, there were five scorched eggs, two of which had spontaneously combusted. What a MESS!!!