Looking Up

I am a planner by nature.  I organize our life on a giant calendar with times, dates, places and any other notes that help me keep us on track.  With two teens and a tot our door revolves wildly.  I plan and plan and plan and plan and then... life takes over.  As was the case when I wrote the first blog.  I began the blog after much, much soul searching and self confidence building.  Everything was falling in place beautifully as I typed in between making dinner and then.... Our littlest angel came into the kitchen and with a look that would have impressed any movie director, the kind of look that accompanies an alien ship docking over head or a giant fire ball bursting in the sky,  he looked up at the ceiling.  I thought maybe he was counting the lights (he likes to do that).  As his mother I have been trained to follow his gaze, to admire the world through his eyes, so  I looked up.  Yeh... (insert sigh here) I looked up to see smoke billowing across the ceiling.  I turned around to see our microwave with smoke gushing out of it in every direction.  There was so much white smoke you almost counldn't see the microwave.  It was running, so I grabbed the door open to stop it (not the smartest move, I know).  The fire alarm sounded, the tot got ready to wind up with a good holler, I grabbed him and thrust him into the arms of the teenage daughter who had just run into the room, opened the door to the outside and let them out.  It seems our fancy microwave (husband had to have ,that we all love) that has a potato button miss sensed the cooking time and was burning the potato into a soon to be fireball. 
 All was okay except for a very stinky house.  On the bright side we learned that when one alarm sounds, they all sound including the one in the seperated  playroom AND the teenage son did bolt down the stairs to check things out.  That cleared up one fear I've always wondered about.  To beat it all the microwave successfully cooked two more potatoes after that (we had to find out).  Ahhhh life!  Go ahead, laugh, I did!
Needless to say, the post had to wait.