Happy Birthday to me...

Got a new grill for my birthday yesterday.
Thought I'd check it out
One side was for chicken, the other for bacon
the fowl and the pig equally represented
in mass quantities makes for a balanced meal.
The fire was stoked
the grill was hot
the meat was cookin.
Until....
"Daddy, mom said you need to come to the backyard."
"Why, what's going on?"
"She says the grill is on fire."
I dash outside, open the lid, and
flames head high shoot in my space.
It's the bacon. Or was the bacon.
Now it's simply a pool of fried nothingness
on the aluminum foil.
Using a plastic spatula (which simultaneously melted
in the process)I scoop up the foil, toss it to the ground
and stomp it out with my foot.
I am laughing my head off,
my wife is scowling,
and my boys are dancing around yelling,
"Fire! Fire! Fire!"
So, this is what turning 35 is all about, huh?