Awful Alarm

See why I don’t cook???   All l did was turn on the oven,

Oven on, temp. set

 

 

and put chicken thighs inside.  

Sorta baked thighs

Then the ear-splitting fire alarm goes off!  

ANNOYING ALARM!!

 

 I took it down, and put it inside my robe.

Looks like I’m alarmed and dangerous!

 

Then the one way down the hall joins in the cacophony.    Dang!    (I know I’m a big girl!!!, but still there ain’t room for both! )

 

So, I wrapped them both up in my thick blankie.   This oughta fix ’em!!

Wrapped up like pigs in a blanket

If the smoke gets so thick they go off again, I better hi-tail it outta here myself!!

 

Even the alarms get alarmed when I try to cook.   It just ain’t worth the headache!!  That’s why I bake my potatoes in the microwave.   Looks like I need to learn how to bake chicken in there as well!!    Alternately, just buy canned chicken, and forget the whole “But, I want it hot!” thing.   I’m thinking that just might be the best solution.

It’s annoying, depressing, not a good thing at all.   Maybe part of my planning for meals should be donning my Haz mat suit???   AND calling the Firemen to be on stand-by???

Even with all the alarms, noise, and smoke, it turned out to be a yummy supper after all!

Baked , okay, microwaved potato, and baked (yes, really!) chicken