Caving In

Damien has been on my back about blogging on an incident that occurred last week. He's all, "have you not blogged about it yet, it so blog worthy...if it were anyone else you would have blogged about it already", so here it is I am calling myself out. 

A few weeks ago, we cooked some pizzas for a friends surprise party.  There were 3 pizzas and they called for direct rack baking, so I didn't use my pizza stone.  These were some cheesy pizzas, so there was some spillage. Damien had asked me to clean the oven (another chore I don't like to do), so right before his family got in town (another post coming soon) I got this bright idea. I am going to try out the self cleaning oven....this should be easy peasy, it's self cleaning...I don't have to do anything. Now, I have never used this feature before, and if you haven't either and are considering using it, my advice to you, read the directions. I put it on self clean, set it for 3 hours and embark on cleaning the rest of the house in preparation for their arrival the following day.  Like 20 minutes, in to the self cleaning, I notice that it's is putting off some burnt smelling fumes. Time passes by and as I pass through the kitchen, I see that there is a fire in the oven. I begin freaking out and yelling for Damien. I am jerking at the oven door, and if you don't know this, the door locks until it has cooled off enough to open. I am in panic mode...apparently you have to wipe off any spillage before using the feature. To me, that defeats the whole self cleaning part of it. Anyway, Damien tells me to get the instructions.  I am going through our junk drawer were we keep all the appliance information and warranties, and I cannot find it. Finally, the fire fizzles out and all is well.  Damien said, now I know how you act in emergency situations. I said, yea, I panic. He said, I thought I was going to have to smack you.  Needless to say, it will be a while before I use the self cleaning again.