Fire

So I caught our house on fire tonight. I left the plastic on the bottom of a throw away tin that I made a freezer meal in. The oven is a mess and the entire house is covered in a layer of ash. No really, the entire house. That is what I get for complaining today about the cockroaches I guess (see post below). Ya pregnancy does stuff to the brain, but this type of stupidity unfortunately cannot be blamed on the baby. My entire family was covered in ash as we walked into Chic-Fil-A for dinner. Ugghh, sometimes I just hate real life. Picture me looking like Bert on Mary Poppins singing Chim Chim Cheree as I clean up this mess!