Sunday started off innocent enough, I woke up inspired to bake. It is getting closer to the Holidays after all. Britt gets up a short while after me and she, graciously, volunteers to be the taste tester. I set about making a list for the grocery store. After completing the list Britt grabs it, does a quick inventory check, and crosses off about half the stuff because we already have it. I go back to my bedroom to change out of my jammies and go shopping. As I walk into the kitchen I notice a flash of light coming from the microwave. I remember thinking that's weird, I turn and look and there is a fire in the microwave. I immediatly shove all the stuff that's on top of it to the ground (hey my bankcard was up there and with it being this close to BF I can't afford for it to melt. There is noway the bank will get me a new card in time). After securing the top of the microwave, I momentarly think I should grab my camera, after a couple seconds debating I opt to get water instead. I fill up a 32oz glass with water, I get back to the microwave and I'm standing watching the fire rage inside wondering what the hell to do. You see, I have seen Backdraft and I saw how those crazy fires came shooting out once u opened the door. Not one for pain I'm trying to figure out if I'll be burned to a crackly crisp if I open the microwave door (ok so it probably be the same as a hot water burn on my finger but hey, it's my story). I opt to stand to the side of the microwave and postion my hand so only that is around the front of the microwave - it's my left hand in the line of fire - I really am kinda partial to my right hand. After taking a deep breath to calm my nerves, I push the button to release the door then I jump into the hallway and turn my head, almost like I'm ready for it to explode. Nothing happens so I chance a quick look, fire is still contained to the inside so, with the quickness of a 300lb rat, I move infront of the microwave, with total disreguard for my safety, only thinking of all the crap I would have to replace - I mean thinking of my kids safety. I throw all 32oz (or whatever happens to be left in the cup after jumping around so much) onto the fire and………… it doesn't go out. WTF???
How come water doesn't beat fire?I mean it doesn't even fizzle or flicker like it's teasing u, lulling u into a false sense of security that it might go out. Nope, not my fire, this one just yawns and is like please is that the best you have. I'm in shell shock, I run to the sink and get another huge glass of water (this would make 64oz getting tossed on it if you're keeping score at home), run back to the microwave and fling it and the fire still doesn't go out. Ok now my navy training is starting to kick in (I was not in the seals and they didn't pay me enough to think faster) and I'm trying to remember my fire triangle and what fires can't be put out with water - after a second or 2 I realize I have no freaking clue and sleeping during fire class was not the smartest thing. So I run back to the sink, fill it up with water, run back to the microwave, to grab the cup that's actaully on fire, stop run to the stove to get a ovenmit, run to the microwave, grab the burning cup (ok so the plastic handle is what was burning) and submerge it under the water. And that finally puts out the raging inferno. I'm standing at the sink telling the cup how ya like me now bitch?
I turn back to survey the damage, water all over the kitchen floor, blackened inside of the microwave, soggy papers on the microwave stand (forgot about the magazines on the shelf under the microwave - haha oops). I'm standing in a puddle an it occurs to me water and electrcity don't mix so well and umm the microwave is dripping with water and still plugged in - oops. I yell for Justin to kill the breaker for the kitchen, he does, I unplug the microwave and shut the door. I ask Justin to throw it out, he lifts it and all the water I threw in there comes rushing out the door all over his jeans - he is not happy - oops. Brittany gets towels and cleans up the mess, I locate my bankcard and go to Walmart
There was some point where Justin announced (he had been sleeping) that he can't leave me and Britt alone.
