I was running late one Sunday morning when my grandson who had spent the night, said,
” Granny I do not have any clean underwear to put on.”
So, I hand washed the pair of underwear that he had taken off and thrown them in the dryer.
I went to check on them and they were almost dry, but around the waistband, they were still damp so I popped them in the microwave.
I had seen other people dry close that way before, so I decided to do it myself.
I heard my grandson say,
“Granny I smell something funny.”
I went to check on his underwear they were cooking!
I took them out of the microwave, let them cool, never taking the time to see if they were ok or not and I told my grandson to put them on.
My grandson said,
“Granny, there is something scratching me.”
Low and behold, the microwave had burnt several holes in his underwear, and the elastics were burned to a crisp.
I tried to cut away all the crisp parts from his underwear, but by the time I finished, there was nothing left for him to wear.
My grandson said,
“Granny I can wear my thermals (long johns) to church. “
I said,” put them on and off we went to church.”
The moral of this story is a microwave is for cooking food, not UNDERWEAR!!!!!!! LOL
I was having a blond morning!!!!!!!!!!
1/12/12
