Smoke

Met one of our new neighbors, Clarence, in the shared hallway last night when I opened the door to try to fan some of the smoke away from the multiple fire alarms that were going off when I filled the house with smoke trying to make sauteed chicken cutlets with lime sauce. He was standing there with a newspaper trying to do the same thing. Apparently the smoke detectors are hardwired and so there is no removing the battery to get them to stop. So we just had to wait an insane amount of time (it seemed even longer because I had set them off and was hoping it would all just quietly go away) while they beeped and beeped until they were satisfied there was no more smoke in the house. So that was fun. Not exactly a great anecdote but I am making myself write something every day and I have to go paint the porch now before it gets cloudy and rainy again.

Can someone send me a picture for tomorrow? I like pictures and I haven't posted one in a while so the blog is looking boring (in addition to actually being boring).