Lance's Birthday Weekend part 2

So Saturday turned out to be frustrating for Dan. He made Breakfast, washed dishes, dealt with a dishwasher not washing and a garbage disposal that broke.  He and Lance did finally get to do some stuff like fixing the figs that Lance accidentally broke on Friday. I pretty much got off easy as I got to read almost all day.

(Have I mentioned how much I love my Kindle?)

Lance had been asking for a fire in the stove as it was a bit cold in the Dragon's Den. But of course by the time he mentioned it to me, it was pretty late in the evening. We don't like to leave a fire going when we aren't downstairs. It's a safety thing. But I figured that if Lance was sleeping down there we would be OK. So I asked Dan to make a fire.  Well I don't know if he got busy and forgot, but he was doing some other stuff and taking forever to do what I wanted. So I decided I would just do it myself.

But I was lazy about it. that's where things went WRONG.

I always burn our junk mail. It has so many pre-approved and we want you to applies, that it just seems safer to burn it. So I grabbed a hefty stack of it and just tossed it into the stove. Then I threw some twigs and leaves on that, and then tossed in a couple of tiny logs.  I lit a fire stick and stuck it in. Things went well for the first 5 minutes and then i noticed that the Stove was smoking. and it was flowing out into the family room.

Soon it was really bad and nothing I did made it stop. Dan came running downstairs and grabbed a bowl to put water in and threw it in the stove. We opened the window and doors and tried to air  the place out. I was really bad and I think it's time to check the upstairs smoke detectors since none went off.

We finally closed up because it was freaking cold. The smoke was gone, but the smell was in the house to stay. Dan ranted and raved about the chimney guy and how he must have broke something when he cleaned it.

So we went to bed about midnight and about 12:35 am our doorbell rings. I thought maybe someone had seen the heavy smoke and was checking on us, but no. It was some guy who claimed he got kicked out of his house and was asking us for $20.00.  Dan told him we don't carry cash and closed the door. I was worried and wondered if we should call the police. But we didn't.

The next day I was downstairs and it was cold. I started thinking about the fire and wondered if maybe it was my fault for just tossing the mail in the stove. So I told Dan I was going to try again and this time I grabbed some more mail, but this time I crumpled each piece up. I then tossed in some more twigs and such and started it with a fire starter stick. Dang thing burned perfectly. GRRRR. Lesson learned.

Afterward we played Munchkin and the other boys came over. It was a good weekend.