So it was 6:30 AM and with me being pregnant, I have a lot of different cravings. I actually wanted some fried pickles and that's what I was preparing to make. I ended up falling asleep and leaving the grease on a super hot stove (I had it on high) and the next thing you know, I wake up and see flames. I'm panicking and screaming and trying to move the pot off the stove. I ended up burning the hell out of the skin on my hands but again, panic mode. My 15 year old son walked downstairs, literally just got out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist, and was spraying at the flames with the fire extinguisher. Then he turns to me and says "Now who the hell burns their house down at 6 am?" I said me, bitch. Lol. I hope my insurance covers this because wow..