My oven was smoking...

Yes, my oven was smoking tonight while I cooked my lonely supper. (B is working nights, boo.)  I should have known better yesterday.  I made lasagna, and it was juicy when I popped it in the oven, but I didn't think of putting a cookie sheet underneath it.  I just let it cook for 35 minutes at 350 degrees and then when I opened up the oven door...SURPRISE!  Red goop on the bottom of the oven. 

I know, I should have cleaned it up last night, but I was  having a lazy day and forgot.  Tonight I decided to cook some fries, so I preheated and then the smoke started rolling.  On went the fan and the kitchen window was opened.  It helped, thank goodness.  No smoke alarms, phew! 

I hate cleaning my oven.  I think I take after my mom in that way...she always said that the gunk on the bottom made her food cook better.  She had self-cleaning ovens, but would never use them.  I'm not sure if she was afraid of them, or what.  Whatever it was, she instilled that fear/avoidance in me, because I have never used the self cleaner in my oven.  I don't think I ever will...I think that gunk on the bottom made my fries taste better tonight!