accident http://domesticat.net/taxonomy/term/291/atom/feed 2008-02-09T17:36:56+00:00 All your Pyrex are explode to us. http://domesticat.net/2001/03/all-your-pyrex-are-explode-us 2001-03-02T03:12:57+00:00 2007-08-01T11:54:23+00:00 domesticat Today's adventure: braised ribs for dinner, right?

Wrong. We got to go to Rosie's.

Believe it or not, the Pyrex pan that I was using in the oven to braise the ribs….exploded in the oven. I kid you not: exploded. Jess took pictures, but she hasn't uploaded them yet. (I'll post them here when she does.)I can't believe the damned pan exploded in the oven. I'd put it in there not five minutes before, and wandered to the computer room to check email. I heard a *pffft*—sounded like the liquid was boiling over—so I went into the kitchen to check.

]]> Today's adventure: braised ribs for dinner, right?

Wrong. We got to go to Rosie's.

Believe it or not, the Pyrex pan that I was using in the oven to braise the ribs….exploded in the oven. I kid you not: exploded. Jess took pictures, but she hasn't uploaded them yet. (I'll post them here when she does.)I can't believe the damned pan exploded in the oven. I'd put it in there not five minutes before, and wandered to the computer room to check email. I heard a *pffft*—sounded like the liquid was boiling over—so I went into the kitchen to check.

The ribs were lying on the rack, the pan was shattered in bits, and there was a pool of red wine/chicken broth/carrots/celery/onion on the bottom of the oven.

At first it was funny. Then I wanted to cry (because I knew I'd be cleaning this mess up) and then it was funny again for a little while.

I've destroyed a lot of kitchen things over the past two years, but I've never made a pan explode before.

Guess we'll have to try the ribs again some other time.

]]> Or maybe not. http://domesticat.net/2000/09/or-maybe-not 2000-09-15T19:55:36+00:00 2008-02-09T17:36:56+00:00 domesticat Revision to earlier statement. I feel cruddy. My neck is sore and stiff, and my chest is sore from where the seatbelt kept me from chowing down on the steering wheel.

I'm going to give this a bit longer. See how I feel tomorrow. If it's not better I'll think about going to the doc to get it checked out. I don't think it's anything serious, but I'm sore.

I've gotten virtually no work done today, between getting my car looked at, filing reports at the Huntsville Police Department, explaining to co-workers that I'm mostly okay, and generally just having trouble concentrating.

Kat's going to take me to Birmingham tomorrow. A quiet outing—a bit of window-shopping. I'll wait and see how I feel. I wish I had some sick time to take, but as far as I know, I don't at this point.

Tonight I think I will just curl up on the couch and hibernate.

]]> Revision to earlier statement. I feel cruddy. My neck is sore and stiff, and my chest is sore from where the seatbelt kept me from chowing down on the steering wheel.

I'm going to give this a bit longer. See how I feel tomorrow. If it's not better I'll think about going to the doc to get it checked out. I don't think it's anything serious, but I'm sore.

I've gotten virtually no work done today, between getting my car looked at, filing reports at the Huntsville Police Department, explaining to co-workers that I'm mostly okay, and generally just having trouble concentrating.

Kat's going to take me to Birmingham tomorrow. A quiet outing—a bit of window-shopping. I'll wait and see how I feel. I wish I had some sick time to take, but as far as I know, I don't at this point.

Tonight I think I will just curl up on the couch and hibernate.

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