Admired my beautiful pale yellow beeswax taper candle from the Belfast Co-op, its flame flickering against the kitchen granite while I spoke to Sis on the phone.
But when I bent over to blow out the red votives below it, the beeswax flame licked my hair and spread hungrily. I saw my reflection in the kitchen window. Scary. Grabbed a kitchen towel and swatted it against the flames. They went out. Lost a little hair and am left with a terrible burnt smell.
I take this as a sign that I better go to sleep, stop working out financial aid details for Fig's spring semester at Montclair State.
Good night.
Posts
Terrifying!
ReplyDeleteso scary! glad you're ok!!!!
ReplyDeleteOh my God, Alice! So glad you're okay!
ReplyDeleteGuys, thank you. all i could think of was stop, drop and roll so thank God that kitchen towel was nearby for me to smother the flames. Love, Alice
ReplyDelete