Hudson and I spent a quiet evening at home together while Karl and Karter went to a friends house to watch football. I have some oranges that are getting a little old so I decided I'd simmer them in some water with cinnamon and cloves. I was thinking how wonderful my house was going to smell and how inviting it would be when Karl came home.
We went downstairs and started a movie, Julie and Julia. It was the cutest show that made me wish I had the ambition to debone a duck and boil a lobster. About half way through the movie a smell started making it's way down the stairs. I was totally confused for a minute, wondering how I could smell the food on the movie. Then realization struck I had forgotten that I had put my concoction on the stove.....the smell I was getting was not what I had planned. My house now reaks of burnt oranges and I do believe I ruined one of my favorite pans. I don't think Karl will find my attempt to make our house "inviting" very efficient. In fact if anyone comes over for the next week I think they will silently wonder what the horrid smell is.
Oops...that is why I don't come up with "bright" ideas all that often. They usually end up in disaster.