Baking Husband

Okay so the other night when I had the a for mentioned cold, Joel came into the house and announced that he need to get on with his baking. At this point my mom and I gave each other a look, "what is going on here".
Now I want to make one thing clear, it isn't that Joel is a bad baker, it's just that he does it infrequently. In fact that last time Joel did any baking was the night I went into labor with Phillip. So I think it is like a "Pavlov's dog" type of thing and it just brings up bad memories of great pain and annoyance.
So Joel takes all four of my cookie sheets, and take them outside. he then loads them up with sawdust. You see Joel had to go on some sales calls trying to sell this sawdust, and it was very wet, so he needed to dry it out. What better way to do that than in the oven.
Needless to say Joel's baking was inedible, although it was never meant to be eaten.