Cake Again?!

Remember that beautiful cake that Yo Mama made in the last post? Well the story didn’t end there. Yo Mama overfilled the cake pans, so when they were baking, some of the cake mixed spilled onto the bottom of the stove. And by “some”, I mean quite a bit. The next night (about 10:00 pm), she decided to self-clean the oven. Did she scrape off the cake mix at the bottom of the stove first? No. 

I happened to be sitting in the living room with my mom while the oven was self-cleaning. After a few minutes, I started to smell smoke. Yo Mama just figured that I was being overly sensitive to the oven fumes , so she went in the kitchen to turn on a fan. Then I hear a scream! The oven was ON FIRE. I’m talking about full of flames!!! What started the fire? The blob of cake mix stuck to the bottom of the stove! As Yo Mama attempted to fan the flames out, I was on the phone with 911. The flames eventually went out, but the firefighters were still sent out just to give everything the look. Not only did TWO fire trucks pull up (sirens blaring), but so did an ambulance. (Cue all of the nosey neighbors out onto their lawns!) The firemen open the front door of the house and the back door. They then place an industrial size fan in the front door and turn it on. This fan sounded like a lawnmower!!! It was SOOO loud! They let this turbo jet of a fan run for about 15 minutes to move all of the smoke out of the house. 

While all of this was occurring, I managed to slyly sneak a blurry picture of the fire truck for this little ol’ blog. Priorities people! 

        

            

Even the stray cat was concerned. And do you know that not ONE of those nosey neighbors came to see if we were okay?! And they still haven’t to this day!! Rude.