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Never underestimate the power of..a gas grill.

Wow, does this sound familiar?!?! Indeed it does. I think I need to change my blog to a theme along the lines of "Young, upcoming,destructive wife becoming domesticated". Any ideas for a title page, guys?!

Ryan is having a very stressful week. He has had annual training for the Air national Guard for the past week, so missed out on work at Raytheon for a week. He returned to Raytheon today...and was swamped with work! On top of that....he has found out a pilot spot is opening with the guard. Therefore he is doing last minute hard-core cramming for the "Air Force Officer Qualifying Test". Plus he leaves 1 week and 2 days to go home for our wedding.......

So I decided tonight I would greet him home with a delicious home-cooked meal. I made my own recipe of oregano-herb grilled chicken on tomato-herb rice....very delicious. :)

So the rice is slow cooking/simmering on the stove, smelling marvelous. Ryan is in the living room studying for his test. I go outside, turn on the grill for my chicken.

Let's just say, I am afraid the barbeque grill. Always afraid of it burning me. One would think this is a "silly fear"...but one would be VERY VERY wrong at this. I don't open the grill over when I start it in order to avoid any "flare-ups of flames"

So I THOUGHT the grill was getting warm. I went back outside about 7-10 minutes later. Opened the grill, to realize it did not start. Being the "flighty" girl I am....I just clicked the *ignition switch* to get it started....

That is the last thought I remember....

Prior to being absolutely blasted with the largest, most violent, ferocious, fierce flame!!! I am not talking about a flame. I am describing to you an entire WALL of fire. I know I screamed....

Ryan was in the house, saw the flash of light and thought I was hit by lightning. He came out running to see what happened.

My only response were outburts of emotional, fearful tears yelping "My eyebrows! My eye lashes! My eye brows!!" Ryan is hugging me, stating "Abby. Don't worry about your eyebrows right now. Be lucky that the gas tank is almost empty and you didn't get burnt worse."

I am still pissed off and frightened that I have lost hair. I am pulling burnt hair off my scalp all around. The area where "sideburns exist" has been burned. But...I look basically the same.

MY ONLY ANNOUNCEMENT AND DESIRE TO ASK.....

At my wedding. Please don't look at my eyelashes. They are frayed, burnt, mountain-woman-ish. They got a little..."scorched", "seared", "burned". So....on my wedding day. Do not look at them ;)



Ps.....Ryan fixed the garbage disposal. What a man!

Comments

Lisa's Yarns said…
Yikes!! Um, yah - stay away from the grill under after the wedding!! :P How scary!! You have had quite the week, my dear...
Mama Nastase said…
Omigosh! I had no idea that your hair & eyelashes actually got singed...I thought all was ok! :( I am so sorry!

Looking on the bright side...we couldn't have planned a better time for a relaxing facial...you will NOT have mountain-woman-looking eyelashes for your wedding!! ;)

Hugs, Abby!

P.s.-Thank you for being such a comfort to Ryan when he's stressed...I love that you were cooking him a lovely meal when your...uh...mishap occurred! ;)
Marlys said…
May I suggest that you "lay low" until after the wedding! I'm sure with the intense heat in AZ, that the pressure really builds in those LP tanks, right? You are so lucky! I bet you smelled like a singed chicken, or maybe you haven't ever smelled that as you didn't grow up on a farm as I did! It's not a pretty smell!
Momma Bear said…
Dear Sweet Abby...I suggest you go out to eat the next few days...just kidding...thank you so much for a wonderful week...we look forward to seeing you soon. God Bless and take care! Love ya!

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