So the kitchen won tonight...I had sweet potato fries in the oven and after I flipped them half way through cooking, I went to push the oven rack back in. This is when all hell broke loose...The potholder fell out of my hand... but my hand was still pushing in the oven rack while trying to catch the potholder...
I know some obscenities came out of my mouth and before I knew it Matt came running into the kitchen, the phone starts ringing with my mom on the other end and I have my hand under running water.... Mothers instinct, eh?
So instead of tonight's dinner of Salmon burgers with feta and spinach and sweet potato fries.. I share my battle wound...
Mother always knows when to call!
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