Tears streamed down my face as I texted by best friend about the catastrophic freak show that was my life the day before. In an attempt to “get ahead of the game” I was preparing some freezer meals. Pinterest puffed up my ego pretty good and I was going for it. That was until the oven caught on fire. That’s right, FIRE!

I put the meatballs on the wrong pan and the grease spilled over in my gas oven and caught fire. I was so blessed my husband was in the kitchen at the time. He rushed to get the fire extinguisher and put out the flames successfully. No one was hurt and no property was damaged. The only loss was to all the food in the oven and on the counter top. Oh, and my pride of course.

I had a big pot of about 12 cups of rice on the stove, which was now dirty from the event. In my efforts to clean up I poured it all down the garbage disposal to get rid of it. Are you cringing as much as my husband did when he found out? Apparently garbage disposals are not built for mass removal of food. Like enough rice for an elementary school cafeteria.

I also proceeded to destroy about 5lbs of chicken that was not affected by the fire fiasco, but that story is too long to share right now. Just trust me; it was like an episode of “I Love Lucy” up in here. Click here to read the rest of this article originally posted on The Praying Woman.