My toast was well.... toast.

As You probably already gathered from past posts I tend to make mistakes, generally in the kitchen.... while home alone. I really try not to be so haphazard but just don't know how I manage to pull it off almost everytime I'm home alone. Well this time I managed to light my toast on fire. My morning went a little something like this:

 I'm home alone, and I'm reading my book on the couch. All of a sudden the smoke alarm starts going nuto!! Then I remember MY TOAST!! (It's been in for at least 15 minutes by now). So I run into the kitchen covering my ears while franticly searching for something to grab the toast with. I open the toaster and POOF oxygen gets in, and the toast is well... toast. Ahem! So it caught on fire right? So now I'm thinking "Oh please... why me?" Ya know? 

So... *deep breath*... I grab it and run it outside, but then I think, "This is what I do when it's smoking, but this is ON FIRE!!" So I run back inside and dunk it in the sink. Then I call Joshua and ask him how to turn off the smoke alarm because I couldn't get ahold of my daddio. He tells me to wave a towel in front of it. (Thanks Joshua. I'm not a total dummy). So now I'm up on a stool waving a towel in front of it and it finally shuts up. So now I have all the doors and window open now and.... oh my. I wonder if my parents will let me stay home alone anymore... SOMETHING ALWAYS BURNS, BLOWS UP, CATCHES ON FIRE or OVERFLOWS. AH!!

Here's my ash toast right where it landed. When it was smoking I carried it outside and it just kind of disintegrated onto the porch. 

I'm so thankful nothing caught on fire. It wasn't scary while it was happening because I was just trying to get it taken care of. Afterwards I realized how bad it could've been. I'm really trying to be good now and WATCH my toast until it's done and be MORE CAREFUL ALL THE TIME. 

Whew.