Jillian loves well done popcorn and has an established system of standing by the microwave as it pops to get the "perfect amount of burnt". That system was disrupted tonight while I was searching the internet for a house to be occupied by inlaws in the distant future. "In her eagerness to assist me, she strayed from the microwave and hilarity insued"... is what I would have said if fiery, melting popcorn didn't cause such an explosive mess and fill a home with toxic buttery fumes. I feel as though only pictures can tell the rest of the story. Enjoy.





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