Disasters of the kitchen variety

Not too long into our marriage, we discovered that pancakes were a source of marital discord.  We each have very definite opinions about how they should be cooked which is a problem but I also had rather intense reactions when things did not go right with them (sticking to the pan, falling apart when turning etc.). It has made for many rough starts to the day throughout the years.

One day I got mad enough to just fling the offending pancake across the room.  Unfortunately it went into the window sill where my glass swans sat.  One of the swans got hit and ended up in the sink, in pieces.  This, of course, caused more angst and it was just a lovely morning all around.

The picture above is a morning when the whisk attachment for the mixer decided to have a minor break in one of the wires.  Eggs whites went all over the place in the time it took me to figure out what in the world was going on. Amazingly enough I was able to just laugh this one off.  Maybe I'm finally growing up!