My sister,
Marie Millard, has been trying to get me to blog for over 3 years (as you can see from my 1st and only post until now.) I'm a fairly private person, my life revolves around my family and friends and I'd like to keep them
speaking to me. I never want to offend anyone by posting something perfectly innocent but taken the wrong way. The drama and events in my family and friends lives could be a a TV show to rival anything on Bravo or Comedy Central. I sometimes lie in bed at night and think I should write about them for a) posterity and/or b) because you can't make sh*t like this up! Well, something happened to me this morning that I can't stop laughing about and for some reason feel compelled to share.
Even though I awoke at 6:00 a.m. I stayed in bed with my lap top and started
checking my e-mail, catching up on FB, shopping on Amazon (looking for a new camera to take on my trip*), re-checking FB, playing a few rounds of Mah Jong, checking FB again working. (see profile) I hear the lawn guy come out. Grrr....it was so peaceful and quiet until the mower started. Not exactly sure when the whirring/grinding noise started but I begin to realize this is not a normal sound I usually hear when the grass is being cut. After about 15 minutes I decide to get up and investigate. I look out my bedroom window - no lawn people around. I walk down the hall to go out and investigate and the noise becomes extremely loud. As I turn into the kitchen I realize it's coming from the gas stove area. OMG! A GAS LEAK! I'm afraid my house is ready to explode and go running out the door in my pj's, bare feet, bed head and all. I pound on my neighbors door and when he finally answers I am shaking so much I can hardly speak (not to mention how embarrassed I am to be seen like this.)
Did I mention I live in a small rural community with a volunteer fire department and that I know the Fire Chief personally? In fact, everybody knows everybody in small towns like mine.
He found the source of the whirring/grinding sound. He promised he would not put it in the paper. Hopefully the other 20 guys who arrived in 3 full size fire trucks and full gear will keep it quiet.
WTF? I still can't explain how it turned on by itself? Maybe there are "spirits" in my house?
That smell I thought was gas? It was the plastic base melting from the motor running so long :-}
*Yes, Thelma & Louise are taking off on another "fly by the seat of our pants" vacation! I'm sure there will be some "interesting" posts to follow ~winking~
