Nothing tops off a challenging day like trying to leave work and the key fob is dead. I couldn’t get into my car. Crap! I had to call my husband because he showed me once, months ago, how to bypass the key fob. Oh right…I should have remembered. Damn, there goes the alarm. A very loud, attention-getting alarm.
One of the dispatchers came over to help. Then a driver came to lend a hand. The dispatcher suggests putting the key, which is in the fob for emergencies, in the door. I know I’m kinda car stupid, but that won’t work. This car had doors that looked shaved, so there is no key or code entry on them.
We finally found the secret-squirrel access. My husband sucks at giving step-by step directions. Saying, “now look on the top” can mean so many part in the trunk. We didn’t look where he originally tried to explain where the latch was. Alarm resounds. Woo hoo that’s twice. So obnoxious is my alarm.
Dispatcher opens fob, wipes something off and I can use it again. Need to replace FOB battery ASAP.
Want an anti-theft car? Caddies are the way to go apparently. It even gives you a message when you finally start it…
Today was like any other day at the office. Well it was, until someone chose to make garlic bread and make me REALLY hungry. Having Celiac’s Disease, I couldn’t partake in the glorious garlic-filled aroma that now permeated the office. I returned to my office, shut the door, hoping to seal off some of the intoxicating smell that comes from garlic.
It didn’t work; sadly.
So here I am, sitting at my desk, thinking about the gluten-free caesar salad I had waiting for me this lunch-hour. To say it paled in comparison to garlic and butter, dripping from glutenous bread, would be an understatement. It’s hard trying not consume anything gluten when it smells as if Heaven is relocating to your nose.
I had to make a lunch adjustment. I took myself to the store to pick up an Udi’s gluten-free pizza. After all, $7.00 for a frozen pizza is better than $20.00 for the same pizza from the local pizza place. Don’t get me started on the over-charging restaurants get away with because it’s “gluten-free”.
I make my way back to the office, preheat the oven, and return when I hear it’s at temperature. I notice thick plumes of smoke coming up from the burner. That can’t be good. I open the oven just enough to have clouds of smoke escape and cloud the office halls along with a burnt smell.
Dang it! Now, I’m gonna get blamed for this one. I quickly throw in my pizza and rationalize it’s only 12 minutes of cooking time. I start to return to my office and see exactly how much smoke is lingering in the halls. It was probably an unnecessary assumption that the smoke detector would go off and then water would rain down from the ceiling, destroying all our electronic equipment.
OFF! Back to the kitchen and turn the oven off. Fan on HIGH! Open windows and doors. Not really giving a care the air conditioning is on. I wait a few minutes before retrieving my pizza. The cheese is half-melted. Not fully cooked. Put it on a plate and into the nuker for a 30 seconds.
It’s official. This pizza sucks. The smoke has stopped coming up through the burner. I use a towel and move the oven rack and start wiping up, what appears to be butter.
That damn garlic bread started all this. It started my craving, led to the pizza purchase and then it ruined the cooking of said pizza. I’m left with an office full of smoke and some gluten-free gelato. Who knew I would need that today? I am just grateful I picked some up. It will make me feel better, esp. now that I will be cleaning the oven.
Did you know that one, you should never forget your phone at home when you go out, even for an hour?
Did you know, while you are out, your uncrated dog can trip your home security alarm?
Did you know, it wasn’t his movements that tripped the alarm?
Did you know, when you have a breed, who is half German Shepherd (GSD), they tend to be a bit protective, esp. in the house?
Did you know, if your protective GSD mix perceives a threat or sees an animal in your backyard, and he rushes the window, it trips the alarm stating “glass breakage”?
Did you know we got home in time to cancel the police response that a certain canine prompted?
Did you know a certain GSD mix will return to being crated when we aren’t home?
Did you know looks are deceiving?
Here is the culprit, trying to eat his canine brother’s new dog dish. Apparently, it’s meant to be a toy, but no one told this human about that, who promptly removed it from said culprit’s mouth. Ahh life with canine kids….never a dull moment.