Of Potatoes and Other Things

Last night,I thought it would be great fun to eat chips with the hamburgers that my husband was making.  So I washed and sliced potatoes, sprinkled them with olive oil and salt and popped the cookie sheet into the oven.  My coworker told me that olive oil smokes at a lower temperature than vegetable oil, and before long the house was awash in smoke, the mini dachsund was shivering and shaking.  We ran the exhaust vent above the stove the bathroom fan and opened both doors to try to air out the house.  When all was said and done, I had a puddle of olive oil on the bottom of the oven and a smelly house.  I ran the self clean feature on the oven.  It was still too hot last night to wipe clean, so this morning before work I took a sponge, (which I had to throw away) and cleaned up the soot.  There are light bulb gremlins at work in the house.  The brand new oven bulb is not working nor is the flourescent bulb above the aquarium.  However, on the bright side, I somehow have internet access at work, miracle of miracles.  After all the whining, I think I might be over the worst of the sinus problem.  I got my w-2 (saw how little money I made last year) so we should be able to file income tax returns soon, when all the forms are in.  My daughter is going with her friend to talk to a counselor about the friend's boyfriend.  He is acting bizarre --so strange that my daughter is afraid of what he might do.  Her friend's mini dachsund bit her finger last night, and the finger is swollen and stiff.  Depressed that I have to start building up stamina from the very bottom, yet again.  I hung two pictures and a silk spray at work.  Otherwise, it has been quiet.  Valentine's Day is four weeks from today.