Saturday, April 10, 2010

Okay, Universe. You win!

Twice in the last six months:  Visit the dentist when Violet has popcorn wedged painfully under tooth.
Last month:  Trusty airpopper catches fire while popping corn.  Bid farewell to beloved popper.  We resort to microwave popcorn.  (Yuck-o.)
Yesterday evening:  Bag of microwave popcorn CATCHES FIRE while only having been popping for less than 2 minutes.  Smoke billowing from the house, children army-crawling out doors, neighbors running into, what they fear, is a towering inferno to rescue me. 

All is well, aside from the nauseating burnt popcorn smell.  From the experiences listed above, I have learned a couple of valuable lessons.  The first?  The universe does not want us to eat popcorn.  The other?  Do not make microwave popcorn wearing nothing but a towel after a shower.  The popcorn might catch fire, and your neighbor will run into your house to rescue you.  Awkwardness will ensue. 

Just don't do it.

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