Reminds me of the house I owned before I got married. Some idiot placed the smoke alarm really close to the oven, so any time you opened the oven and some steam came out.......the alarm went off


Forgot to tell Tim this the first night I decided to make a home made dinner for him - we just started dating too.

The night started out perfect, the wine, candles, low lights, etc. We were sitting on the couch when I got up to check on the steak I was broiling. Yep, sure enough I forgot too.....NO, it wasn't the wine .

Needless to say after the smoke cleared and our hearts came back to a normal beat, we did have a good laugh out of it.

Even today he tells people he didn't marry me for my cooking. Hmmm, is that a compliment or insult?!