I have this rather odd penchant of using my oven as a storage unit. My Hero does NOT think it to be tres amusant. Especially after one time too many of sniffing the air and wondering why it smells like plastic burning or why does it smell like cinnamon when all we're doing is preheating the oven to cook some lasagna? He'll race to the oven, throw the door open and WHOOSH! The discovery of some... non-bakeable item. Or non-REbakeable item. *sigh* I know this one gal who does something similar, except she comes up with a cool art piece and hangs it on her wall. Me? Nope. Just extra crunchy coffee-cake or a melted handle of a spatula.

Now - I'm learning that all plastic is not equal in the dishwasher either. Here's a mayo-jar that I thought I'd reuse. Now? Not so sure....