I’ve said plenty of times before that my husband is the one who does most of the cooking in this house. It’s not that I’m incapable of it, it’s just that I just prefer not to. And since he seems to enjoy it, I’m a big fan of how things have worked out.
Tonight however, I went to a funeral with some co-workers and when I came home, I needed to eat something, so I decided to whip up an omelet for myself. As soon as I put poured the eggs into the frying pan, I pushed the toast down.
I grated some cheese and sort of forgot all about the toaster.
Then I began to smell something burning and turned around to see the toaster with thick smoke billowing out from it. The damn thing had gotten stuck ~ something it’s NEVER done.
I called to my husband and he yanked the toaster plug and took it outside. I quickly began to open all the windows as he went to get fans. The house is hooked up to an alarm system, so all this time a loud alarm is shrilling in our heads. My husband eventually got it to stop as I called the owners of the house. They told me that the alarm company hadn’t contact them yet but if they did, they’d tell them that everything was fine.
Then I called the alarm company just to make sure and got their answering service. They weren’t much help but told me not to worry because a fire truck would have already been there by now. So I went back inside to see what I could do to help rid the house of smoke.
For the record, I cannot believe how much smoke a piece of toast can set off. Just as I was beginning to wonder why the alarm company wouldn’t have even called the owners, we heard the trucks coming up the lane. And the sirens. And the next thing we know, the whole fire department is in our driveway with their lights a-blazing and their sirens going.
I was mortified as I explained to the chief what had happened, but glad to know that if it had been something serious, the local FD would have been right there. They wrote up a report on it, and after the chief made a little bit of a fuss over George, he issued me a warning that he wrote on the report.
It says, “make sure you watch your toaster”.
You know what else? I looked all over for my camera to get a picture of the fire truck in the driveway, even checking the car, and then realized that I’d left it at my desk at school.
So I’ll leave you with one of my favorite firemen pictures, taken in NYC, May 2009. They were so nice to pose for me.
To my husband’s credit, he hasn’t said a single word about my misadventure. I want to think this is a good thing, but I believe it will come back to haunt me.
Still Smelling Smoke in MD,
I still cannot believe I did this. I need to google 'how to get rid of smoke smell'.