I did not like this weekend um and I hate those moments because there's no denying it like you ever watch a news story where somebody is the hero of the day they acted in an instance they saved lives they did the right thing they didn't even think twice about it and you you watch that and you'd go, I'll do that. I know I'd do that. I would do the same thing. I would be cool as a cucumber in emergency. Um, and then I had reality hit me, you know, real hard across the face this weekend and telling me, uh, that's not you, girl. That's not you. Don't even try to pretend. So over the weekend, I thought I set my oven on fire, which is not the first time. I actually, uh, set it ablaze so bad that we had to replace it at my dad's house twice. Don't worry about it. Um, but I realized in the heat of the moment, I am in fact not the person you want around in an emergency. I panicked. I totally dropped the ball. I stood in place. I could not remember where my fire extinguisher was. By the way, because I have a problem of setting appliances on fire and a history of it, there are four fire extinguishers in my house. Four of them. Did I remember where a single one was? No, of course I did not. That would be helpful, and I am not helpful in an emergency. I always say my brother, I never say his name. My brother's name is Sean. So I'm sitting in the kitchen, or I'm in the kitchen. I think my oven's on fire. I panic, can't find a fire extinguisher. And I just start not even screaming, because that would have been, again, helpful. Just quietly, Sean, Sean, Sean, he's not around. He's outside mowing the grass. I thought he could hear me. Nope. And I just kept standing in place, thinking it was on fire. Turns out, fun fact, I just burned a piece of toast. But I did learn in an emergency, I am not useful at all.