"Oh, No!"

"Oh, No!" may be two of the worst words every spoken together.  It is very rare that when one hears that phrase that it is followed by something good.  You usually don't hear, "Oh, no, I got all A's on my report card!" or "Oh, no, I got a new job!"  Unfortunately, today was filled with several "Oh, Nos" that made Doug's day a little more challenging.  

The first "Oh, No!" came at lunch.  Doug made a new low carb quiche dish which we were all excited to try.  Unfortunately, our glass pie pan was missing, so he had to use a smaller dish that leaked egg all over the bottom of the oven.  It definitely created a mess, but thankfully, the quiche was still very good.  After lunch Doug cleaned out the oven as best as he could and then decided to start the self-clean option.  It had only run a few minutes when the fire alarms went off, creating the second "Oh, No!" of the day.  We had to open every window in the house, turn on the all fans and keep the vents running.  After twenty minutes of waving towels at the fire alarm upstairs, we finally got it to turn off.

Thankfully, the rest of the afternoon was relatively "Oh, No!" free.  In fact there were several positives.  We got to see IU beat Wisconsin.  Doug finished all of the touch up painting that we had on our list.  I figured out how to fix both our bifold closet door that kept coming off of the track and the gaps in the wood floor.  We also took a walk and burned a pile of my receipts.  

Our night was also a quiet one.  Cameron had a girls game to keep stats at this evening.  Doug and I stayed home, played Ticket to Ride and watched several football games as well.  Cameron arrived home a little after 10 p.m., happy that he got to watch football before he left and still some more once he arrived home.  At the end of the last game of the evening, we heard the biggest "Oh, No!" of the night.  Cameron had opened the refrigerator door and some how knocked out a full gallon of sweet tea.  It split open and ended up all over the kitchen floor, inside the refrigerator, on the wall and under the freezer.  It took a lot of towels and a combined effort to clean it all up.  Doug took the brunt of the clean up as the dust under the freezer had gotten all over his shirt and made him sneeze for the rest of the night.  Thankfully, we were all able to laugh about it, but wow what a mess.  Hopefully, that was the last "Oh, No!" of the weekend.