Talk about a wake-up call! It happened one afternoon this past week on a sunny afternoon. I had been gone doing some volunteer work most of the morning, and I arrived home after lunch time, but feeling a little hungry. I put a half dozen eggs in a pan to boil on the stove, and retreated to our dining room rocker in front of the large south windows. I grabbed a magazine from the mail while I waited for the eggs to be ready to eat.
Sometime in the next few minutes I apparently nodded off in the warmth of the sun and in my relaxed state. Suddenly I jumped almost out of the chair when I heard what sounded like a gunshot! I turned toward the kitchen and remembered that I had eggs boiling on the stove. Good grief! I leaped up, hurrying to the stove, and the smell told me the pan had boiled almost dry. The lid was still secure on top of the pan as I hurriedly turned off the gas flame.
My next action proved to be a big mistake. As soon as I proceeded to lift the lid upward, the eggs began to explode! I felt burning egg shells on my neck and arms. All around me on the kitchen counter, floor, and stove the yellow yolk, now hard and curled up, was flying in all directions. What a mess! There were shells and pieces of over- cooked eggs everywhere. I didn’t know six eggs could leave a kitchen in such shambles!
I stood for a few minutes in disbelief. And thankfulness! What if this had caused a fire? It was a scary thought. I was very grateful for nothing happening that couldn’t be cleaned up and returned to normal. I made a vow right then to stay near the kitchen when the top of the stove was in use. No kidding! It took me over a half hour to clean up the unsightly chaos. I didn’t know eggs could explode like that, but I do now!
Thankfully the rest of the week was pretty uneventful, but I did have fun on Saturday with my daughter-in-law, Krista, and her five children. We made a little road trip to Hendricks, MN, to a pumpkin festival held at Singsaas Lutheran Church. This little Norwegian church is located out in the country with a cemetery on one side and a large pumpkin patch on the other. The event was free to the public, including face painting, pumpkin bowling, a monstrous slide, bouncy houses,food, music, and more fun all for the price of a donation. Each child attending could choose one pumpkin and proceed to lug, drag, or carry it out of the field! There were some wheel barrows and carts available if you just couldn’t get it to your vehicle. Some of them were humongous! My grandkids had fun picking out just the right one to tote home.
Little Selah, the smallest of the crew, enjoyed all the sights and sounds from her stroller. At one point in the afternoon her mom lifted a flap on top of the stroller and to her surprise found her deodorant hiding in there. Huh?? Come to find out that Anayah, a kindergartner, had taken it outside to use for bug bites that had been “bugging” her! It was actually my fault, as I had told her that deodorant worked for such things at our farm a couple weeks earlier. It had worked for her ( and me!) so she brought it outside so it would be ready when she needed it. We had many smiles watching her and her brother, Tayden, going down that big slide over and over. He even convinced me to race him down one time, sitting on a large burlap “rug”. It was great fun, but my tailbone told me once was enough!
Enjoy the fleeting temperatures of a summer- like fall this week. Sounds like it is definitely going to cool off by the weekend. And hold onto your hat as the winds sound like it will be a huge factor. Happy October!!
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