The results of not thinking things through…..
Like most disasters, it all began with a great idea……………….
Let me tell you how i set my lawn on fire…….
As an adult and teacher, I like to think that when I’m in public, I put off a vibe of responsibility, common sense and traits of a critical thinker. That being said, there are times when I show the exact opposite, and realize that sometimes I am crap at making decisions when under pressure. Allow me to share the events leading up to me setting our lawn on fire. I assure you, It wasn’t planned.
When we first purchased our home, In the back yard, there was a very old, rickety tree house barely clinging to a limb. Our children were all grown and when we looked at it all we saw was a lawsuit waiting to happen. When spring finally came, I decided to tear the thing down, and was determined that very day torch it in the fire pit. As I am pouring about a Gallon of charcoal starter on it, Jerry was working on a chainsaw next to the deck. He said, “you had better get a hose from the shed just in case”. I said, “the ground is wet, the blaze won’t be that big”… well, when I lit it up the inferno not only caught the whole structure ablaze, but also the dead grass on the lawn….the heat was so intense I thought I singed my eyebrows!
When I realized it was out of control I started to panic and yelled at Jerry that I was going into the house to get water. I returned with 3 small water bottles and the assumption that my superhero “water-spitting” skills would save the day. When that didn’t work I ran back in and started filling small trash cans with water….. when I returned outside, Jerry was already stomping it out and using the fire extinguisher ( that was next to the fire pit but I was too panicked to see).
Needless to say all I accomplished was a great story for Jerry to bring up at gatherings.. remember .. this heroic act comes from a woman who grabbed a bag of chips instead of my wallet, phone, jacket and other “survival” needs during our last tsunami scare . Just the other day Jerry & I were talking about how bad the lawn looked and what we should do about it.... in the end, I wasn’t bothered by the charred remains of a once beautiful lawn… I was miffed that my husband stood there for several minutes, very entertained by my pitiful fire-fighting abilities before he stepped in to save the day. Instead of giving me a “Fire safety” speech, he did something worse… he said….“OMG.. that was so funny watching you”! Do that water-spitting thing again!!!!!!”….. he’s a big jerk, but I must admit that must have been a riot to witness!!! #iwishithadbeenfilmed