“Having a place to go is home. Having someone to love is a family. Having both is a blessing.”Farah Merhi
It twas the night before Thanksgiving and we are all in the house. I’m cooking bacon in the oven (trying to prepare Succotash’s, Washington, DC, deviled eggs that has hints of bacon) and WOOF a grease fire!🔥 I am talking about HUGE red and orange flames. The oven looked like the safety tv commercials that shows the dangers of deep frying a turkey. Okay, not that high and big, but big enough to scare the crap out of me!
FIRE! FIRE! 🔥🔥 I screamed repeatedly.
The girls ran upstairs. Lauryn stood in SHOCK observing the chaos unfolding before her eyes. Taylor yelled, MOTHER! I knew what was to follow but was not said, “What have you done now?!” 🤦🏾♀️
I grabbed the handy dandy Tundra fire extinguisher; feeling fearful not knowing if I was going to make it worse. I opened the oven door the flame grew, I sprayed like crazy and quick as the fire started the fire was out. In less than five minutes, the house was filled with smoke. I now understand how people get hurt from smoke inhalation.
Taylor is trying to decide which windows to open. She is hesitate in opening the kitchen and patio windows; fearful a bird will fly in the house AGAIN or a critter (raccoon, squirrel, groundhog, skunk, cat…) entering the house. YUP, we have them all! Lauryn is trying to open the living room windows but having difficulty with the security locks.
The smoke and chemical smells in the air are thick and strong. Thank God for my N95 mask. One of the scary things from this entire ordeal, my smoke alarm did not go off, no beeping, nothing. 😮 Yes, I was waving a towel to prevent the alarm from blaring, but there was so much smoke it should have went off.
Four hours later, it is now midnight. The oven is completely cool and it is time to clean the oven. I am going to admit, I am nervous about cleaning the oven; afraid the fumes will spark a fire.
Three hours later (time check: it is now 3:00 am and I am exhausted) the oven is clean. YAAY! The oven smoked a lot but nothing the fan could not manage.
Reality just hit! I still need to bake candid yams, green bean casserole and sweet potato pie, which is definitely not happening tonight. As for the turkey, thank God for my daughter-in-law, she is bringing her turkey that is intended for her home.
It is Thanksgiving morning and I am running on four hours of sleep. What does not get cooked just doesn’t get cooked and I am not stressing about it!