I didn't have time to come out and tell her this, but I'm pretty sure that Paige knows I'm going to blog about this.
This weekend I made some Christmas Tea. If you've never tried this, you simply must. I put it in the crock pot and let it simmer all afternoon. The Man and I cleaned the truck out and really detailed the inside of it while it brewed in my kitchen. It was right chilly and when we came inside with cold hands, this was just beyond perfect. I really thought this huge batch I made would have lasted. Alas, I must make more as we have thoroughly enjoyed sipping this liquid goodness.
This morning is like many others have been in the past week or so. Paige has been waiting all weekend to take her a cup of warm Christmas Tea to school with her. Can't say I blame her. I heard the microwave go off while I was getting The Boy dressed. I walked in the kitchen as she did and she headed to the microwave.
Then I saw what she pulled out.
That girl went and put a METAL to-go cup up in my microwave to warm her beverage.
"What were you thinking????" I *think* I screeched.
"What?????" she replied.
"You put a METAL CUP IN THE MICROWAVE?!?!?" said I.
A look of confusion came across her face.
I then gave her the boot camp quick version of why we don't put metal in the microwave. EVAH.
You should have smelled the odor coming from my poor almost dead microwave. It's been on its last leg for a few months now, but she was trying to send it on to the grave, I do believe.
Internets, it's hard living in a house with gifted people. My family is a bunch of Super Intelligents and I am so very proud of them, but, they don't have a lick of common sense. I used to be this way. I remember my mother being so exasperated with me growing up because I couldn't comprehend simple things but could analyze the hardest problems. I'm so glad I got past that.
We'd be in deep doo-doo if all of us here at The Edge were Super's.
Metal in the microwave. I should really make her write a small research paper during Thanksgiving break on the con's of doing such a thing. Don't laugh, I've been known to do stuff like that. That's the former Super (Intelligent) in me.