As I scooped up Danny and came into the kitchen I realized I was starving, and visions of the many wonderful meals we've shared over the years danced in my head.
My bubble was slightly burst when her reply was "well, I'm pre-heating the oven. That wonderful smell is our dirty oven heating up."
"Oh."
The quiche we had later was delicious by the way. But I think there is a new task on our never ending "to do" list.
-Monica
P.S. When a bubble is slightly burst it is still burst ;-)
1 comment:
Ha! I got a headache from the smell of our oven preheating the other day... yours sounds much cleaner.
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