stop, drop, and roll bitch!

i have to say that i am kind of surprised this has not happened until now. i mentioned this to julie, and she said "well morgan, you just started cooking on gas. you didn't have an open flame before." she does have a point.

nevertheless.

i started a fire in the kitchen today. at first i thought it was just a little flare up from the burner. it turned out to be a kitchen towel ON FIRE. my first thought was "oh shit! i need to go get julie!" so i turned around, as if i am going to run outside to tell julie, who is mowing the yard, that she needs to come extinguish the FLAMES COMING FROM THE STOVE. then my inner dialogue said "jesus morgan! you can't go get julie! THERE IS A FIRE IN HERE!" i was trying to think real fast about all the things you are and are not supposed to do with a fire....all i could think was that you aren't supposed to use water, and then i remembered something about baking soda, or baking powder or something, but while i'm doing all this thinking the flames are growing and are about to engulf my HEAD.....so i took the lid off one of the pots on the stove and beat at the fire until it went out. all the while saying to myself, "jesus christ morgan! there is a mother fucking fire in the mother fucking kitchen! christ!"

anyways, not that much damage was done, except to the kitchen towel. and to my poor psyche.

oh, and the smoke alarm? it does work. it works really loudly.