This morning Z put fries into the oven then promptly fell asleep on the couch. Buzz was running amok and about half an hour later I smelled fries so I got our of bed and pulled them from the oven. The kid was trying to reach them but I told him that they were hot. I was in the process of explaining that he could have when they'd cooled a bit but he was in quite the rush so he ran over to Z, jabbed his finger into Z's ear and laughed maniacally. Z's eye popped open and he shouted "the fries are burning!!!"
Once Buzz was in bed fast asleep we watched some tv.
I put a load of laundry into the washer and at 10:15 when I moved it to the dryer I was horrified to find that the machine has had some sort of breakdown. No clue what's wrong with it all I know is that it now makes a HORRIBLE sound. So I hung everything on the rack in the guest room. I guess I won't be going out tomorrow since none of Buzz's pants will be dry.
How is it almost midnight? I really want another waffle.