I love our new home. We are so blessed. It’s beautiful, and everything about it seems like the Lord picked it out just for us. One of my favorite things is our gas fireplace. It all started a few weeks ago when it became really hard to get it started. So we had it serviced and wah-lah,…then it really was hard to start. Hummm,…… well the guy came back for the second time and showed me that it has to stay on at all times. Huh,..ummmm,…ok….. well so begins the drama….heheheeh. A few nights ago I decided I would love to sit in front of my beautiful fireplace all warm and snug when I began to turn the dial up on the already turned on fireplace. And there was nothing,.. humm, maybe if I turn it back down, and then up,… then maybe. Still nothing. Well then I thought,” what if I push the pilot light,..” Still nothing. Then out of nowhere as I looked down,.. BOOM! A huge fireball shot out of our fireplace before I could realize what was happening. Needless to say I have no idea how I still have my eyebrows but I am glad to appreciate it enough to say,”Yes, that was a Christmas miracle that I didn’t loose all my hair in the process of almost blowing myself up.” So I did walk away a little scarred. My arm hair was nicely singed and I smelt of burning hair. Not the nicest thing to smell like as I was getting ready to spend Christmas with my side of the family! But hey at least I didn’t blow myself up. Well see what the fireplace guy has to say about that tomorrow but until then I’m steering clear of my spot by the fire. But it;s just another day in the life of my daily mama drama. Merry Christmas. -Megan
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