Ikea Shatters and Smokes

Last night was inconceivable. I own(ed) a coffee caraffe that I purchased from Ikea for under 5 dollars. As I was washing the glass core, I must've tapped it on the sink at just the right place. It not only broke - it shattered. I can't fathom or explain just how small the shards were and how far they flew. Fortunately, I was wearing shoes, or I'd still be standing at my sink for fear of getting a glass foot (I've done this before - I broke a Pyrex dish melting butter on the burner. Don't ask.) I was so shocked by the explosion, I didn't notice my bleeding thumb... It wasn't a large cut, but because my hand was wet, it looked really gross...

So I bandaged my hand, carefully swept the floor, and then got to the painstaking task of removing glass shards from the drain of my sink (how so much glass got down there, I cannot tell you.) My father suggested I vacuum it up. (Yes. I still call my parents in times of crisis, don't you?!!)

When cleanup was acheived, I noticed how hungry I was. I set out to bake some chicken I had thawed earlier. I heated the oven. I spiced the chicken. I grabbed the potholder - (in retrospect, I suppose I should've skipped this step.) I need to note that the potholder was also from Ikea... I dropped it directly on the hot oven coils... It burst into flame. I yanked it out of the oven (wasn't looking forward to polyfil-smoked chicken...) and wondered what I would do with the smoldering potholder. I couldn't douse it in the sink because the drain was drying so I could vacuum shards... I hauled it quickly to the upstairs bathroom and extinguished the sparky, smelly potholder. Then I went to bed.

So, I apologize to Ikea for ruining two of their items yesterday... Again, I'll quote Dave. Some days the best way to end the day is to end it.