Hey folks out in blogland. . . you'll never believe who we had a visit from tonight! I took pictures so you'd believe me, but I left my connecting cord for my camera at home, thus you're just going to have to believe me until I get them posted.
I was sitting in the living room and heard a loud 'POP' from in the kitchen area. Then the house alarm went off and I heard the women downstairs saying there was a fire on the first floor. I went to the back and woke Vanessa up, then went downstairs to see what was going on. We did not smell any smoke and couldn't find anything out of the ordinary, but the alarm panel was saying 'fire on first floor'. I had settled down and come back up stairs when I heard sirens and saw flashing lights out the front window. A big 'ol firetruck full of New York's finest caming trundling along! In comes firemen in full gear! The little fellow had to carry an oxygen tank and an axe and pick - they looked bigger than he was. They said the call came in that there was a fire on the second floor so they went all through the house and climbed up into the attic, went down the fire escape, checked the basement! It was pretty cool, even if none of them will EVER make the cute fireman's calendar.
Vanessa was not amused I grabbed my camera to take pictures. She REALLY was not amused when I told her to get in the picture so ya'll would believe me. The head fireman pointed out they had a bodacious truck outside that I might want to get pictures of so ya'll would believe me! He's a smart fellow. Vanessa just doesn't see the genius in most of my plans!
No comments:
Post a Comment