A Laughable Lasagna Incident

2 days after we moved, my friend and her husband returned home from adopting a little girl. I wanted to take a meal in, and was quite pleased how everything was turning out, despite that we were still pretty much in boxes. I was able to make the focaccia bread, the salad, and the lasagna was smelling really good. We now have a little wall oven, and at the time, there were a few boxes in front of it. There was room to open the oven door, but not to stand directly in front of it. So, as I stood to the side to remove the lasagna (Brian was standing close with a cookie sheet to support it), the aluminum pan I was baking it in buckled and half of it landed at my feet on the floor. The irony that it was for someone else (and therefore, that I wanted it to look especially good) was just too sad and too funny. In the end, I didn't even freak out...which surprised even myself :) We re-assesed our situation and realized that there was still enough for at least one meal in the pan. As it was dinner time, we ended up leaving the mess on the floor and taking what was left of the lasagna (now more of a lasagna casserole) with the other stuff. They were really sweet and understanding. I think I'll always think of this occasion when I prepare meals for others in the future.