FIRE!

these things are never expected. never imagined.

i was standing in my lil kitchen, fixing myself some supper. it was beenies and weenies night, and i was quite looking forward to sitting down, finishing a movie, eating my yummy food, and just resting. i had several burners of my stove going when out of nowhere i hear this odd, sordof mini-explosion. i glanced out my living room window and sweet mercy! what did i see? but a FIRE blazing right outside! i rushed to the blinds and pushed them back to get a better view. craziness! the dumpster, directly outside my window was up in flames! fire was just shooting wildly out the top.

i starred at it for a second and then grabbed my phone. i thought i should call 911, but then i wasn't sure. every time i've had to call 911, i always debate first. i never want to bother them with something that really isn't an emergency. i looked again at the fire, and thought, "well, the flames are shooting out...." i dialed. the lady told me to "hold on". in that moment i became a little disturbed. hearing "hold on" from the 911 lady is not exaclty comforting. what if i had been bleeding to death or something? or worse....

anyway- she asked if some word was my address, and i replied, no, that was not my address. then she asked where i lived, and i told her my street. she then told me MY exact address. weird that they know. that was quite comforting. they can find me like that! well anyway, some body else had already called it in. she said, "yeah, it's a dumpster fire". like i know what that means. does everyone know what a dumpster fire is? she informed me that the fire department was on their way! i thanked her and hung up.

that's when i realized my hands were shaking. i found that to be odd. i wasn't that scared or anything. i think i was mostly nervous about calling 911. i proceeded to stand at the window and watch the fire. it felt like awhile before the first rescue SUV arrived. of COURSE it was an SUV. :) in reality, it was probably only a minute or so. i couldn't help but get a little excited when i heard the sirens in the distance- then saw the red, white, and blue flashing lights. that made me feel so safe. every time i have called 911 since living here, the cops have always arrived in comfortably quick timing. as i watched, i wondered if cops use red, white, and blue lights in honor of our country. it was actually very pretty.

then, seconds later, i heard the sirens again, and got to watch the big, massive, heavy duty firetruck pull in. out poured all the hottie firemen in their gear. they literally jumped out, grabbed the hose, and then i got really giddy! how cool is that?! they really use that hose thing! i have to admit, i was a bit diappointed because some middle aged woman was driving the truck...and then they had to wait and show her how to turn the nozzle on. boring.

BUT, the hotties drowned the flames and i watched the whole thing from the comfort of my own living room. i stood there, blinds pulled aside, eating my food just soaking in all that action. that's when i noticed that they were noticing me. they were all staring back at me and i suddenly got quite embarrassed! i stepped back to my stove, out of sight- deffinatley a hiding moment.

i couldn't help but wander back over to the window and watch them leave. i stood there and sighed. i felt rescued. like the firemen actually rescued me. i thanked them twice, although i know they didn't hear me...but, maybe they saw me wave my fork...