Ashes, ashes, we all fall down...

Well, dinner at my sister's yesterday went well, but today was kind of a disaster when Mom decided to cook a second, smaller Thanksgiving dinner after we got back. We're still not sure exactly what happened, but something apparently caught on fire in the oven. We're all fine, thank goodness; it was just a small fire, easily put out. The rolls and the stuffing, however...not so much. And now there are ashes everywhere. Seriously, I keep washing my hands, only to find them covered in soot again not more than two minutes later. There's no point in even trying to take a bath until things have been cleaned up, although I would love one right about now. Gah, I never knew how far ashes could travel! They've invaded the whole house.

So while everybody's shopping tomorrow, I have a feeling we'll be cleaning. Joy...