I was trying to be all cutesy and boil some eggs in order to make my hubby his favorite for lunch tomorrow, an egg salad sandwich. Well I got the pan, the water and the eggs. Set the stove to medium and walked away forgetting to check on them. While taking a bath I smell something burning and Erik also notices the smell. Then we hear loud pops! Erik ran to the kitchen and there were the eggs….. on the floor, on the stovetop, in the rangehood and shells in the ceiling. Cleaning up the mess SUCKED and the house stinks.

3 eggs in the pot. 2 eggs everywhere else.
Oh my gosh just saw that you posted your blog on facebook and had to check it out! I love to blog and love to read a good one!
Your egg story is definitely one for the funny pages!!! That is hilarious! Im adding you guys to my reading list!