My peep is a Flake

My Mom is a flake!! You see for Christmas she asked for and got a big and heavy cast iron pan. She has had to learn some lessons from it like: After you have been cooking in it, you don't pick it up by the handles like the old ones!! DA!! It is.... lets say a tad HOT!! BOL
Well....she decided to cook pancakes in it. Not a good idea. It wasn't long and the whole kitchen was filled with smoke!! No matter how much she turned down the burners, the pancakes were still burning. She then says "Well......maybe I shouldn't... cook pancakes in this pan" do ya think?? The smoke was really getting bad and it looked like this inside the kitchen.Immediately doors were opened etc. Now Kaleb came down the hallway, and stopped dead in his tracks. Then he said, "Grandma, I think I better drop low" and he did. He explained that he learned the Stop, Drop and Roll from Mr Fireman at preschool. Luckily he didn't start rolling on the floor, that would have been funny!! Now is this flaky or what?? This is what I have to deal with on a daily basis.

gee.....should I even mention the time that she put eggs on to boil and got on the puter? She heard some poppin and found exploded eggs all over the kitchen walls and ceiling. Dad was NOT amused by this situation!!

or....the time that the fondue pot exploded all over the dining room walls, ceiling and curtains!! I guess I should be happy that I am alive and that we still have a house left!! BOL