I got up this morning to the sound of children saying, "I'm going to eat the Kit Kat." and "Help me get this wrapper open." So instantly I'm up and putting an end to the sugar fest and start to make breakfast. I decide to make muffins and turn on the oven. Five minutes later, Maxine comes in and says, "What smells weird?" I look at the oven and say, "Sometimes food spills in the oven and then burns on the bottom."
So I open the oven and see gobs of pink plastic oozing. I had totally forgotten that in a rush to clean my house on Friday, I had stuck a cookie sheet and a huge pink plastic bowl in the oven to "hide" it until I could wash it at a more convenient time. Now the pink plastic bowl was melting all over the racks and bottom of the oven. *sigh* Now it's time to clean the oven.
Classic: Mom has her head in the oven.

The bottom totally melted out.

Strings of pink ooze pulled off the rack.

Apple cinnamon muffins in the oven, finally.

Such a bonehead. :)