This morning I almost, successfully, gave Momma a heart attack. I like to watch cartoons in their bed each morning. As I was lounging, I noticed smoke right outside of the window. I immediately ran out to the kitchen and yelled to Momma, "THE HOUSE IS SMOKING!!!" Momma, thankfully, managed to put the big stack of plates down that she was unloading from the dishwasher without dropping them and ran back to the bedroom with me only to discover...the steam from the dryer vent! Oh well, I know now!
