|(In love with grilled cheese sandwiches.)|
I had a chicken roasting in the oven and it was almost done, so I took it out and used tongs to put it in a lidded stock pot, wrapped the pot in a towel and shoved it in a Trader Joe's bag. By the time we got to our home for the night, the chicken had finished cooking with the residual heat and we all feasted! Ha! At least I didn't forget about it until later tonight. There would have been two fires. Yikes.
There were no casualties, thank God. One guy had a minor burn on his hand and dozens of citizens were treated for breathing problems, but I'm hoping the fire will be contained and the smoke gone by tomorrow so Roman and I can go home! Dustin has to drive out to work, and we only brought his car, so I'm here until we figure out what we're doing as far as safely going back home. Ooooo... AND, Dustin went to open the garage as we were packing up and the door decided to break between the time I got home from the grocery at 4:45pm and when we left at 6:45. My car is stranded in the garage until we call our landlord and he fixes it. Creepy! I would have been stuck with no way to leave if Dustin hadn't gotten home when he did.
I hope you had an awesome, majorly less smokey night in your neck of the woods.