Fire, Farts and Phlegm

That is the title of our Thanksgiving Day.
Fire because the apartment was almost set on fire by papertowels left on the stove. I did not know they were there and when I turned on the back burner and POOF! The flaming papertowels stuck to the plastic spoon that had been resting on them and it became sort of Olympic torch like....I started screaming, "FIRE!! FIRE!!!" and as I tried to get the torch to the sink a shocked Kathy would not move. I tried to bring the flame over her and into the sink but instead it became stuck on the water purifier. Meanwhile, flaming bits of towel were flying up into the area and one of them flew down behind the left lens of my glasses. Then I started screaming "It's in my eyes!!" I let go of the flame and ran to the bathroom. Cheryl had a giant pair of oven mits on and she flung them to the ground like a hockey player getting ready to fight and ran along beside me screaming too. My eye was fine and Kathy put the flames out and all was well. The spoon has a burnt end and the water purifier looks like a toasted marshmellow.
Farts because on of our company (not Kathy) was farting to beat the band. It was beyond funny and yet a bit alarming too!!
Phlegm because Cheryl and I are full of it.

good times