This morning my 10 year old son decided he was going to make scrambled eggs, so he is working at the stove at the same time I'm in the middle of my morning routine of making a mocha latte. He was about finished at the same moment as my frothing action died due to my not having enough water in the espresso maker. I spoke two sentences that, as soon as they were out of my mouth, struck me as odd considering I was talking to a 10-year-old:
"Man, I just ran out of steam. Let's put that on the back burner for a bit."