Soooo it has been about a month since I wrote a blog.
The other morning I woke up and walked outside to head to work to discover I had a flat tire. I was angry and in my anger decided that I would walk to work....in the 37 degree weather....right.
Now later that week I caught the dishwasher on fire. Let me explain! I clean every weekend, it's my thing, it's what I do. I had everything done and the dishwasher on and was hanging out in the living room. The afternoon was mild enough so I had the windows open. I wander to the bathroom and as I am returning to the LR I notice it seems really smoky. So I start going to each candle to make sure something didn't get in them and start a fire. Seeing as nothing was caught I assume that perhaps someone is burning trash outside and that is why it is so smoky. I start to notice that no no, it smells really bad in the kitchen so I glance at the dishwasher and see smoke coming out the top. WITH A QUICKNESS I open it up and jerk out the bottom rack to discover that a measuring cup had fallen down during the drying cycle and commenced to melt. So that is how I set the dishwasher on fire.
To make things more fun, my fridge died yesterday. Yup, one thing after another. So I sucked it up and bought a new one, something that I did not want to finance for but it must be done.
Alas just another day in the life of Jami. If it wasn't for the mini tragedies...I'd have nothing to make fun of myself for.
