Seriously this time, I really mean it!!
The candle was defective!!!!
And instead of burning out when it came to the end of the wick, LIKE A NORMAL CANDLE!! It kept burning like some demonic possessed candle causing the bottom of the damn candle jar to get SO hot it cracked.
AND THEN, continuing with its devil blessed flame, it slid out of the cracked jar and settled on top of my new kitchen table.. my new wood topped kitchen table… and kept BURNING ITS SATAN KISSED FLAME!!
Luckily I heard the bottle crack from the bedroom and thinking CIA Cat was attempting to break her last record of 3 glasses being nocked off the kitchen counter, I went into the kitchen to investigate and saw the inferno blaze! … okay maybe wasn’t that big but still…
So I quickly blessed a glass of tap water and tossed it on the devil fire extinguishing it’s evilness… but not before it left a circle of scorched kitchen table 😦
Me: Fracking, Frackity, Frackup, FRACK!
And like the man is tied to some cosmic alarm that lets him know when I’ve caught something, or someone on fire, Hubby, who was away at a business thing 2 states away, texted me.
Hubby: What’s up
Me: Why does something have to be up!?!?!
Hubby: … what did you do?
Me: WHY DID I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING!?!?
Hubby:… What’s on fire?
Me: IT WASN’T MY FAULT!!!!
and here’s the text conversation that followed, and may I say ended in a BRILLIANT TWSS moment…. and yes Hubby also goes by Tony…