Holy Fire Batman, I think we Might Be In Hell

My friend Denise occasionally told me that I was going to hell, but I always thought she would be there too driving the waterless fire truck.  I know, that sounds crude, but it's all in good fun!  Well, to my suprise, she is not here andn there are some major fires burning. Does this mean we aren't in hell?

We stayed up way too late last night and saw on the news that the closest fire to us is only like 10-15 miles away, if that.  Of course, being as investigative (fancy word for nosey I do suppose) as we are, we loaded bare back Benny up in the back seat of the car at 11:30 and set out for a glipse of hell.  Yeah, the term rubber necker doesn't do justice I suppose.  Actually, I would have loved to catch a few pictures but half way to a good look out point Johnny reminded me that I didn't even bring the camera-I'm never without the damn thing unless I need it for a specific purpose.  Now, I know better than to get int he way of emergency officials, so I wasn't dumb enough to actually drive to the fire albeit Johnny's suggestion.  We got to the top of the hill near our house and could see all the helicopters flying and the glow of the firey gates of hell.  Scary.

Allow me to rewind.  Yesterday morning when I fiinnaallly woke up (checking to see if you have been reading), I smelled a campfire.  Mmmmmm.. campfire!  Wait a second.. campfire in RB?  Then the smell just became annoying.  The temperature outside said HELL and there was no wind.  Boobs McGee (the weather girl) on KCal9 said there was an air quailty problem. Duh. A few smart ass thoughts ran through my head but I am trying to be a better person so I did not actually say them out loud although if I could get away with the torretts excuse, I'm not above using it.  So the air quality was shitty.  This equates to: Keep your babies and grandparents indoors.  Your sick athsmatic little sisters too.  My immediate reaction was 'yay.. another lazy day for mama'.  I did however commit myself later in the day to a park morning for today.  I thought maybe the air would be better and my poor darling of a babe could use some social time with other people and children besides his crazy mama.   But ehhh.....KstupidCal9 reported Hell's closest opening in Palos Verdes and I gotta rush of campfire in my nostrils again.  I though it would be a wise good mommy move to keep the babe inside again so late last night after our outing to spot hell, I backed out of the park deal.  Okay, it is half and half reasons.  I knew I wouldn't be ready to get out of bed early enough this morning and of course the air quality. 

When I rose this morning (no, not from hell), I looked outside and took a deep breath and...nothing.  There was no campfire smell or evidence that hell is around the corner from me.  All of the fires are still burning.  I do have compassion.  Actually I have a lot of compassion and I do sincerely hope that the damage is minimal...I am not entirely mean all the time. So, we really could have gone to the park.  Now the excuse lays completely on me and my laziness.  This is what I get for looking out.  So currently while the other children are wrapping up their park time, my poor babe is hiding behind the rocking chair reading a book.  He needs friends.