This evening was not my evening.
I made spicy mango burgers for dinner, but I forgot to take the beef out of the freezer, so I was dethawing it in the microwave, on defrost setting for only 10 minutes, and it blew up like a balloon and cooked the meat like a brick,

: had to go for a second trip to the local market for fresh beef.
I decided to make/fry homemade french fries, I peeled the potatoes, sliced them, and went to put them in the deep fryer, and it over flowed! All over the counter, I quickly pulled them out and Steve and I unplugged all electrical equipment from that wall, and the the not-quite finished burgers off the grill. I laid out a ton of paper towels and soaked up all the oil, and used some wipes to clean the counter. Steve was too freaked out, so we didn't even attempt to fry the potatoes/fries even after pour half the oil out into a can.
So I go back out to the porch, and get ready after a 15 minute ordeal to put the burgers back on the grill, and I notice some how the grill has moved at least a foot away from where I had it....how? why? whatever, just put it back. so I grab the handle and try to push it back on it's wheels, I don't even move it but a few centimeters before it becomes obvious the grill piece that contains the still red hot coals is about to break right off of the legs, and fall onto the untreated, dry wooden porch. I think: should that happen my wooden inside and out house will go up in flames. So I hold it till it's balanced, and then dart inside for the closest bottle of water I can find, and Steve and I proceed to drench it in water. It becomes clear there are holes in the bottom if the grill as I hear splatters of water drops on the deck and feel it on my bare toes. I look down and see a puddle of water, the wooden porch soaked, and realize the once hot embers could fall through at any moment, but now they are wet and cold, and so I am no longer worried. We eat, we talk , we drink, I will dispose of this grill in the morning.
Now I have this infectious bubble on my gum, right about where there is a broken tooth, the tooth is gone, but the roots remain, and I am too much of a pussy to go to a dentist. At any rate, a month ago I lanced and drained it myself, and have been rinsing with a prescription antiseptic mouth wash from the last time I went to the dentist, and it's been good as new. Tonight though, I ate such spicy food that this aliment has become inflamed, and is now bugging the shit out of me.
I have never had so many....unlucky things happen to me in one NIGHT! All of this occurred within a two to three hour time period!