Smoke in the kitchen...
Today I kept pushing the snooze button on my alarm. I didn't have to get up as early as I had set it, so my hand found the button. I could smell burnt grease in the air, and I figured that my husband had been doing some cooking. Sometimes he makes his own breakfast, other times he eats fruit and yogurt and I occasionally make him breakfast. I do better on lunches and suppers. So, I went back to sleep. One of the dreams I had was about a house that burn down... Finally I got up and went in the... Sign in to see full entry.