We went to the zoo Saturday with a family from our church. It was awesome to spend some time with them outside of the normalcy that is the church nursery. They're cool folks, but the last time we tried to meet up with them there was a little chaos and we just never connected.
Only I can come up with two, yes two, ways to completely ruin this day.
1 - it seems that there was a marathon in Baltimore. We typically go into the city through 295, which brings us in by two of the coolest stadiums in the state of Maryland. The aquarium is only a few blocks to the right of this way into the city, so it's easy in that respect too.
Because of the marathon, though, the cut off one of the north-south streets, pushing a city's worth of traffic north with no real options for getting to the middle easily. We spent 90 minutes sitting in the car just plodding along. Unbelievable. We finally found a way south and went in another way - with absolutely no delay. Argh. Two hours late is not the way to start awesomeness.
That could only be topped by one thing - burning our house down. Okay, the thought of burning our house down. About halfway through our drive home we were talking about what to have for dinner and it occured to me that I hadn't turned off the stove, so I hoped beyond hope that Anny had. She had not. I was making hard-boiled eggs for our salads this week, and luckily had left the heat down, or we really would have been homeless.
We threw away the pot. There were four eggs - each in a different state. One was in tact, but empty. One was completely crushed and empty. One was half full. The fourth, though, was fun:
On the right of the picture is the egg shell, on the left is the fully cooked yolk. It seems that it hopped out of the pot and shot it's yolk through the flames, still in tact.
We're really lucky. I spent about 25 minutes getting smoke out of the house with open windows and fans, while the girls got gas and dinner. On Sunday when we got home from church it's was stinky again, but open windows took care of that.
Other than that, Saturday was wonderful. :o)
I look at that pot and see a blessing. Wow. You are really lucky.
ReplyDeleteNext time, put the eggs in cold water in the pan, then bring it to a rapid boil, and then take it entirely off of the heat and wait for 15 minutes. Equally hard boiled, without the risk of coming home to major scariness.
Amy
Wow, that is quite a story. I sympathize with you, the runners come right down our street. Last year I tried to go to the bank on the way to the farmer's market and gave up after waiting to cross the street, on foot mind you, for 20 minutes. It's a lot of fun though, cheering for complete strangers while they run their little hearts out and you sip your second cup of coffee.
ReplyDeleteThat's so scary! I'm glad everything turned out alright.
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