You ever get that feeling that you can’t breathe, like something has gone wrong and you’re reduced to tears? I had that feeling today, but not in the way you’re thinking. There was a small fire in the oven while dinner was being made. No one was hurt, and nothing burned down. It was however very hard to breathe and burned my eyes. The fans were blowing full speed, and windows that usually are never opened were open. Everything was fine in the end though. Dinner still happened as planned (though the cook was a little upset about the whole ordeal), and nothing else went wrong this evening. It was still eventful though, and a first. Now, I hope it never happens again, but we’ll be prepared if it does. Anyway, until next time, may God bless you in all you do.