Why During Christmas, You Never Forget Your Fire Department

Unfortunately, this is the true tale of the fire in my kitchen this past weekend. Please sing to the tune of 12 Days of Christmas.  Don’t worry, I counted only to Five. I don’t want to keep you reading in case you have a pot on the stove that is ready to erupt into flames.
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One the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: A microwave that burned to a crisp.

 

On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: Two insurance adjusters to examine the kitchen damage and a microwave that burnt to a crisp.

 

On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: Three screeching fire engines, two insurance adjusters and a microwave that burnt to a crisp.

 

On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: four police officers, three screaming fire engines, two insurance adjusters and a microwave that burnt to a crisp.

 

On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: five verrrrry concerned neighborsfour police officers, three screeching fire engines, two insurance adjusters and a microwave that burnt to a crisp.

 

And this, in case anyone continues to wonder, is why I shouldn’t cook or bake during the holiday season. Honestly, I cook pretty well but something about the holidays.  Nothing good ever results from my culinary experiments. And by the way, thank you to the very nice and capable East Norriton Volunteer Fire Department for all their help and for not laughing at how messy my house was when they came in to save the day.
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12 thoughts on “Why During Christmas, You Never Forget Your Fire Department”

  1. Donna only you could make a holiday house fire funny!! Glad everyone is okay and your Christmas was uneventful!!

  2. Jill Y said she would love four police officers on the fourth day of Christmas. I told her that Santa Bill Y will sort that for her if she provides me with four girly police officers. It’s amazing how fast her tune changed!

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