Okay so if you don't watch Desperate Housewives, that just looks like a bad title. Really it was one of Susan's more "duh" lines on the show, but it amused me so I used it.
Last night, a little before 10, I was trying to wind down at the end of my long sick day in seclusion. (Mama raised me that if you're too sick to go to work, you're too sick to go anywhere else...so even though I felt better by evening, I didn't go exercising or to Wal-Mart.) I heard TONS of sirens, so I did what any perplexed girl does...I called my Mama.
She has a scanner. Other people watch TV. Mom listens to the scanner. And sometimes it comes in handy. Case in point:
Turns out it was really a big deal! After about an hour of Mom calling to update me on the fire just a little bit away from my house, one of my friends called to see if I wanted to go scouting with her. So I broke the "stay home if you're sick" rule, ignored the fact that I was wearing ill-fitting clothing and hadn't showered OR brushed my Farrah hair all day, and headed out with her in search of good fire views.
We were in good company with the rest of the COUNTY. My goodness, you'd think people had never seen fire before! But then what can I say? I was one of them.
Even my parents left home and drove the twenty minutes into town to get their own fill of the sight.
This morning, any glow left over from flames blended in with the sunrise, but I think the worst of the fire is over. Now it just stinks. Literally.
2 comments:
I was totally oblivious. I did not know about it til this morning on the way to work as I drove by. Sorry to hear you were sick, glad you are feeling better.
It was quite the to-do! I might have to take a swing by sometime to see the aftermath.
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