For your amusement friendos...
I had a productive day, especially considering it's the second day of my period. I completed a lovely wedding scrapbook for my bff. (I can't wait for her to see it!) I hung up Christmas lights on our porch. Cleaned. Cooked a fab dinner for my fam. Finished nearly all of my Christmas dinner grocery schlepping.
Crampy, I whined to my husband about my missing heating pads. I've looked everywhere, but I can't find my electric or large endofemm pad (with the straps attached). But I had my little endofemm (but no straps) to save me. I threw it in the microwave & quickly ran upstairs. A minute later, a scorched stench collided with me. I opened the microwave & here's what I found:
boooo
I overcooked this one last month & some of the popcorn (unfortunately) popped. Well, apparently I didn't learn my lesson. Except this time, it led to its demise. What a huge bummer. Now I have zero heating pads, when all I want to do is curl up under my fuzzy blanket with one.
Lesson learned--When heating up the popcorn pad, whatever you do, don't walk away.
Seriously, you would not believe this foul smell. I can taste the burnt. It's hilarious.
eewww
