my favorite new story

So I was helping my mother cook for a dinner party last weekend, and was moving a pot from one burner on the stove to the one behind it using a napkin as my mitt. The napkin dangled down and caught on fire!!! And then a minute later, it touched my shirt and that caught on fire!

All of a sudden, I was like, hmm, why does my stomach feel hot, and look down and scream, obviously. I put the shirt-fire out with my burning napkin (brilliant, I know) and then threw down the napkin to the floor. My mom walked in to see me beating it down and flipped. It was really funny seeing her mourning the loss of a good napkin for a good while before she saw me and became hysterical and huggy. I really wish I was in the right mind to take pictures.