Originally Posted By ReadingMom Over the years I have done MANY stupid things. When I was about 15 I was babysitting for some kids in the neighborhood. They wanted popcorn so I decided to make some for them. In the mid-70s microwaves were rare and we either used a pan with oil or a popcorn popper with oil. This time I used a regular saucepan and put what I thought to be oil in it. It was actually Karo corn syrup. At the time I didn't cook and it kind of "looked" like cooking oil. Anyway.....it took awhile to get the burn smell out of the house and I had to scrub the pot with the side of a spoon to get the burned on corn syrup off. Another stupid thing I did was when my son (12) was a baby. He was only a few weeks old and I had a 3 1/2 year old toddler. We were very tired because my son didn't sleep. One afternoon I gathered up his dirty clothes and went to put them in the laundry hamper in the bathroom. Instead of lifting the lid on the laundry hamper I lifted the lid on the toilet and put them in the toilet. It only took a second to realize what I had done but I still had a handful of soaking set baby clothes.
Originally Posted By avromark <<Instead of lifting the lid on the laundry hamper I lifted the lid on the toilet and put them in the toilet>> Does I beleive it's John, know you put his clothes into the toilet as a pre-wash? See when I taunt the 13 year old it's purely on purpose, haven't been able to taunt the in college sibling since he's been in high school. Sigh. Another stupid thing i've done recently is instead of turning the dial off the stove, cranking it up all the way after cooking, setting the table out, using the facilities and coming back to ruined Goulash. At least the salad, dumpling and taters were ok huh?
Originally Posted By Labuda When I was a kid, my parents flew out to LA for one day - left in the morning, went to LA, had a nice lunch, and then came back home. Anyhow, while they were gone, I tried to start a fire in our fireplace. But the flue (did I spell that right?) was CLOSED. OMG, thank goodness we had neighbors who had fans, so we weren't just relying on the one or two fans my family had to get the smoke out! Worst thing of all? I'd have gotten away with if it not for my darn brother telling my parents the MOMENT they walked through the door! lol
Originally Posted By DVC_dad Oh yeah, another thing I did was about 10 years ago, silicone nipples (on baby bottles) weren't made out of the super high temp tolerating silicone that they are made from today. Oh you didn't know that? Yes, put a clear nipple in a pot with no water and put it on your stove and watch it heat up to as hot as your stove can go, and just sit there without burning/melting whatever. Anyway, ten years ago I was boiling nipples and I went to sleep leaving the pot boiling. All the water boiled out, and the nipples started burning/melting. Our smoke alarm went off and I actually did the whole "touch the door knob" it was cool, crack the door open, SMOKE... crawled under the smoke to the kitchen, grabbed the pot with a towel and threw it out the back kitchen door. It took FOREVER to get that smoke smell out of the house.
Originally Posted By bloona My friend when I was about 12, used to live with her dad,she decided one day to clean the very large rug they had in their kitchen...I helped! We dragged it out of the back door and around the garden a few times, then decided it would be even better if we went over her back garden wall into the field behind, so we climbed over with it and dragged it around there!...Im sure it was stunning afterwards....lol
Originally Posted By AZDLDad Said = "I DO" to the wrong women, before meeting my ultimate Disney Mate!
Originally Posted By Goofyernmost ^^^^Been there, done that! Haven't found my Disney Mate yet and time is running out.
Originally Posted By TALL Disney Guy One day in 6th grade gym class I asked this girl why she always wore skirts and never shorts, and she said it was part of her religion. So the next day in gym she's wearing a skirt again, and I said "Well, I see yer stickin' to yer religion!" And she just looked at me and this other girl chastised me fer bein' mean. I was just tryin' to make conversation, jeez! ("women"...*sigh*...)
Originally Posted By MomofPrincess In my first marriage, I cooked every day for the entire 7 years. And I was a very decent cook. In my current marriage (7+ years), though, I've hardly cooked at all. My husband loves to do it... so, by God, I let him! That being said, I somehow feel inferior when we're together in the kitchen. I'm a bit of an airhead, anyway, and being married to Emeril's equivalent makes me feel even more inept. So one day about two years ago, my husband was making breakfast and I was nearby doing the dishes. He realized he needed to run to the store for more eggs, so he kind of sarcastically said, "You think you can handle the bacon while I'm gone? I promise to be back in about 5 minutes." It felt very... condescending. I was going to show HIM! I was going to finish that bacon while he was gone, and it was going to be the best bacon EVER, and he was going to bow down to my superior bacon cooking! Oh, yes he was! Or so I thought. *ahem* So he leaves, and I finish up the bacon ever so perfectly, and then decide I'm not only going to finish it--I'm going to clean up the pan, too! There will be no mess left from the bacon! I'll put the pan in the dishwasher even! That'll teach him! So what do I do? Like a person completely lacking any brain cells whatsoever, I pick the pan up off the stove, and POUR THE HOT BACON GREASE INTO A DISPOSABLE PLASTIC CUP. Hot bacon grease doesn't stay in disposable plastic cups, in case you didn't know. The cup tends to disinegrate INSTANTLY, and instead, you end up pouring the hot bacon grease ONTO THE HAND THAT HAD BEEN HOLDING SAID CUP. Oh... and over the burner that is still turned ON, of course. Thank the good Lord above that my husband walked in at the very moment I did this, shrieked like I was dying, and ran to the kitchen sink. He was able to turn off the burner that was sizzling with bacon grease and the bare remnants of a plastic cup, and tend to my sorry... self. You guys, the bacon grease went all over my hand, but most of it landed on my middle finger. My finger swelled up like I have never seen a finger swell up before! I swear the blister went up about 3" in height, the entire length of my finger! It was *revolting* and the most painful thing I have ever experienced. Honestly. Long story short, I went to the ER and they had to bandage my entire hand up. That was quite a sight. It was especially fun listening to my husband relay the story to all of our friends - and anyone else who would listen - for the next several weeks. I have *never* lived that incident down, and somehow don't think I ever will.
Originally Posted By JazzCat Many years ago when I worked in the lingerie department at Mervyn's, a customer asked where the tummy control panties were. I suggested she not wear them in "her condition". I just wanted to crawl under a rock and never come out.
Originally Posted By MomofPrincess LOL, DVC_dad! For being fairly intelligent, I am severly lacking in the common sense department (needless to say)! I amaze myself at how STUPID I am at times.
Originally Posted By threeundertwo I have absolutely no idea why one of my cookbooks has scorch marks on it matching the burners on my old stove. Who would be silly enough to actually put a cookbook on a burner and then turn that burner on? I really should replace that one, but it reminds me of a fun night cooking for fun people and I use it to remind my kids about kitchen safety. It does look funny on the bookshelf though.
Originally Posted By threeundertwo And somewhere on LP I once told the whole story about driving a tour bus and backing up into a jag. The owner had just driven it off the lot 45 minutes before. He was a wee bit angry . . .
