The Great Hot Pocket Incident of 2008

Kayla was cooking a Lean Pocket for breakfast a few minutes ago.  I was down here on the computer and started to smell (and see!) smoke.  The microwave was on fire and now we've given new meaning to Hot Pockets.  I think she set the timer for 10 minutes instead of one.  Poor kid.  She'll never live this down.   The windows are open and the ceiling fans are on but man the house smells!  Now watch... someone will call to see the house today... after three weeks and no traffic... it will happen today.