True Story Tuesday and one for the record books

Ready for this week’s True Story Tuesday?? It’s a chance to share what seems too amazing or miraculous to have happened in real life.

This Easter, like all the holidays since Kian was born, snuck up on me and rushed by me way too fast. I did manage to get the boys their baskets (thanks to my WONDERFUL mom who always makes them!!) and I did get their Easter Basket Treasure Hunt done on Sunday, and they DID get to go to an Easter Egg Hunt on Saturday (thanks to their awesome cousin Kimmi and her hubs) BUT...the age old tradition of coloring eggs??? Just didn't get on the ball quick enough to do it BEFORE the holiday.

However, I promised them that they would and could decorate eggs, and today I finally had time enough to 'get 'er done'. I also had to climb and conquer Mt. Saint Laundry and tackle the Clutter Monster that moved in and stubbornly refuses to go away! Minor details. But, I did promise them and despite my inner struggle at the thought of yet ANOTHER mess about to be made when I was battling all the OTHER messes, I went ahead and got the eggs out and put them on to boil. I went about working on my other chores, not forgetting about the eggs, just waiting for the water to boil to turn off the stove. After all, it's not like this was the first time I've done this ya know!

Ahem.

I took a small break to go feed the baby and put him down for a nap. At least, that was the plan when I headed upstairs with him! He had something else in mind however... mainly, me holding him while he slept instead of snuggling down in his bed. Cuz, ya know, Mama's arms are always better than bed!! So I obliged him cuz 1) he doesn't insist on this very often and B) (and more importantly) cuz he's only gonna be this small once, and time moves fast enough!

So I'm sitting upstairs rocking the baby and I hear DH start making lunch. Then I heard him banging around in the kitchen and thought, oh, AND he's doing dishes...how awesome is he!!

Did I mention he's also laying tile today in the boy's bathroom?? And that he had his second root canal yesterday and is in quite a bit of pain from that?? No? Oh, and that most men aren't known for their ability to multi-task to this degree, my husband included???

No? Huh. Go fig.

So, the likelihood that he would stop laying/cutting tile to start making lunch (and it smelled like he was COOKING or GRILLING something really good, which shoulda been another tipoff cuz I don't have anything ready to BE cooked/grilled!!!) AND to do the dishes (again, mid project, cuz he DOES cook/grill/AND do dishes other times, he's pretty awesome that way!! umm, tho not usually at the same time) was pretty much nil.

Then it started to smell like something was burning and also like he was banging pots and pans around and I thought, hmm...oooooooook....what IS he doing???

So I head downstairs to see what all the commotion was (the baby was awake by this time) only to walk into a smoky kitchen!!! I looked to the cause of the smoke and see the pot of eggs and realize OH NO!!! I had completely forgotten about them! But...not only were the eggs smoking and burned....they were EXPLODING!!! And not just 'popping' exploding...I mean 'taking off into the stratosphere' (or at least my kitchen ceiling!!) kinda exploding!

I. kid. you. not. I had no idea they did that. 'Course, I've never done anything like this before so you can see why I didn't have the knowledge in the ol' data banks that when you boil the eggs too long, say, for HOURS at a time, and there's no water left and the fire's still going strong...the eggs will heat and heat til they EXPLODE.

Huh. Go fig. Now I know.

*snort*

So, I assess the damage and start opening up all the windows, doors, turn the whole house fan on to suck out the smell, etc. Then I take a look around the kitchen and see pieces of egg. All. Over. Ceilings...walls....counter....floor....stove, etc. Threw out the eggs (umm...obviously) and assessed the pot (one of my favs too btw!) and had to toss it out as well. Boo!

My boys....the same ones that have been driving me nuts lately with all their squabbling but that I STILL (finally) made eggs for...well, sorta, yes, MY boys, ask me...WHILE I'm doing all of the above...."Soooooo....are ya gonna make some more eggs for us????"

Huh. Let me get back to you on that!!! (insert screaming woman fleeing the men with the little white coat)

*roll*

*sigh*

Oh....and THEN I get to go find my husband and tell him what I had done. Or rather, add to the list of the 'crazy things I've done recently'. He was working on cutting tile but said, after I told him what I had done, "I GOTTA see this" chortling all the way. So we head into the kitchen and as soon as he sees the mess busts up laughing, at which point the boys start laughing (cuz they hadn't been too sure of what to make of it before that) and I kinda, sorta, not-really-cuz-I'd-rather-the-ground-just-open-up-and-swallow-me-whole, laughed along.

*snort*

*laugh*

*cry*

Ohhhhh....what a day!

We headed to Lowes shortly after cuz he needed some different blades for his saw and we needed a smoke detector for the kitchen. Turns out that whole room (the kitchen and family room are all one long room) doesn't have a smoke detector, which kinda woulda been handy today to clue me in to what was going on....BEFORE it got to the pyrotechnic part!!

We also grabbed lunch OUT cuz, well, the kitchen was kinda outta commission.

And the smell??? The one thats permeated all throughout the house??? Some friends mentioned that if I simmer water and vinegar for a few hours it'll get rid of the yucky smell. They also mentioned that then of course my house will smell like vinegar but it would be better than burned eggs.

Then again, the thought of boiling, even simmering, anything else today just doesn't sound good.

Go fig.

*snort*