Burning Popcorn
The house smells of acrid smoke. Every room I go into,
smells of burnt butter, a reminder of the drama that took place here last night.
DD (senior) was making popcorn in one of those 'microwave in the bag ready to go
type of popcorn', and even though she set the timer correctly, the popcorn burnt
to a black crisp inside the bag. I didn't think it was even possible to burn
popcorn? Oh well, its now a proven fact!
When we realised what was happening, we quickly put the
smoking bag into the sink to douse down with water, it was already kind of on
fire, and huge black clouds swirled in the kitchen. The smoke alarm didn't go
off - both thankfully and not. The noise it makes is enough to deafen -
but I suppose its meant to do that. I would expect it to do that in a real
emergency. Last night does not qualify as an emergency. Just a nuisance!
Luckily, the sky is blue today, its the perfect day
for throwing open all the windows to let some fresh air in! Its fairly cool, so
I am going to pretend very hard thats its autumn and not spring, to put me in
the right mood for putting up my Halloween display. No one officially 'does'
Halloween here, there are a few token costumes in a few shops, but thats about
all.
Halloween usually evokes an almost hysterical
response over here, judging by the calls to the local talk back station.
The DJ who hosts the late nite show usually joins in the bagging of the custom,
branding it as a very un-Australian tradition. Blah to him! I can't see
anything wrong with a bit of fun and a colourful display - albeit in the wrong
season here!
Last night I also burnt my stomach, with a burger I haven't
tried before. I am still feeling queasy today - and the smell in the house is a
reminder of it as well. DD junior was on orchestra tour yesterday and when she
arrived home on the coach - she didn't feel like eating a big supper, so all she
wanted was a snack from the golden arches. I thought it would be expedient to
join her, that way it would save time getting stuff ready at home. I decided to
try a Vegie burger - thinking it would be a healthy alternative to the usual
burger meal. WRONG! I didn't know that the burger would be covered in a layer of
sweet chilli sauce, that it would burn my tongue like acid and later move onto
burn the lining of my stomach. Its still burning today. I'm mad that it didnt
say anything about the chilli in the burger description blurb. I wish my stomach
had a window - I need to air it out, to get rid of the smoke from there
too!
Just thinking of a fitting title tune for today's entry - how about
'burning down the house'? or 'burning, burning,'? any others?