Good News/Bad News

The Good:

Last night Gracie slept in her cradle from 9:00 until 3:00, nursed, went back to sleep in the cradle until 6:00, and then slept in our bed for another three hours.

Yes, that is 12 hours in total. Yes, that is the first time any child of mine has slept that much in one night, especially with only two brief wakings.

The Bad:

I am trying to destroy our kitchen. That’s the only explanation I can think of, anyway.

As I said on Twitter: I can’t believe I write a column about cooking. Today I burned out a pot, set rubber on fire, and ruined a cake (and possibly my oven).

For the sake of 140 characters, that isn’t entirely accurate. It was a Bialetti coffee pot that I burned out, and the rubber ring in the pot that melted (not actually caught fire) (thank god).

And then I made my favorite cake ever, which I have made many times before, and this time it puffed up over the edge of the pan and ran directly down onto the cooking element and I had to turn off the oven and am near tears waiting for it to be cool enough to clean.

Did I mention that I am working today (at the yarn store) and having guests for dinner tonight? I’m not worried about being ready for company, because Will can do the remaining prep. I am worried about setting the apartment on fire when I try to roast a chicken later.

Oh man.

More good:

I am pretty sure Some Girls Are is waiting for me at the post office.

And bad:

When the hell am I going to read it?

2 thoughts on “Good News/Bad News

  1. Jenn

    April 3, 2010 at 11:42am

    My dad exploded lead in my mom’s kitchen.

    I’m just putting this all in perspective for ya.

  2. Will Campbell

    April 7, 2010 at 3:34pm

    I’ve so got you beat. I burned a saucepan a couple years ago — part of a recent purchase of a set of gleaming Wolfgang Puck pots and pans. I got this GREAT idea to slice up a couple quinces (plucked from a tree growing over into our backyard) and simmer them for the aroma I was certain they’d release and fill the house with quince-y goodness.

    Except that I put the pan on a low flame and then forgot about it until all the water boiled away and the stuff that filled the house was the smell of burning metal and the smoke from the blackened fruit. Oh, the smoke.

    So subgenius of me.
    .-= Will Campbell´s last post ..The Bushies Are Back =-.

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