What’s one of the most embarrassing things a fire wife can do to her fireman?
Accidentally set a fire in their home. Yikes!
So today started a little crazy for me. Conference call in the midst of getting 3 kids out the door to the bus. The coffee pot is broken so I turned on the tea kettle on the gas stove top to boil water. It’s fairly new but the whistler broke in it.
I get an urge to get up and walk out of my office and I immediately smell smoke. The kettle is completely dry and burning up on the stove top!!! No flames, no smoke but mega hot and I almost burned myself grabbing it. Holy smokes literally! My heart was pounding with this near miss. So it started a great discussion in our Fire Wife Sisterhood of fire wife “close calls”. Here are a few to make you smile. Can you believe that photo? That’s for real! Just last week in California. (LOL – now we can chuckle at her!!)
Anonymous Fire Wife in California
Feel free to laugh at my near-death experience! I had this precious plan…last day of kids vacation and I wanted to cook my fam a wonderful breakfast and have a cozy fire going when everyone woke up and came downstairs. I went to light my gas fireplace, which I’ll admit I’ve never been comfortable with. I lit the long matchstick, turned the gas “key” on, and my match flame went out. I quickly tried to light another matchstick (insert rookie move here) and didn’t bother to turn off the gas. Oops….needless to say, the fresh match ignited…and so did I!!!! My hero fireman laughed when he saw me, as did my children, and told me my hair smelled terrible!!! I lost some hair, hence the bangs I’m rockin now, and half my left eyelashes! My scalp stung for a few days, and I now ask my courageous Teenboy Zach or Herohubby Beves to light that fireplace! Hahahah I took a quick pic and sent it to my hair dresser Michelle. She called immediately and I was in the shower…her voicemail still makes me laugh lol!!!!!
And btw, we had cold cereal for breakfast!!!
Anonymous Fire Wife in Georgia
My relationship with my FF began with an (almost) apartment fire. I had only known him a week when I came home from a girls night out, to the sound of my smoke alarm going off. My blinds were torn up, because my dog was inside going wild. So my friend and I got in the house, she grabbed my dog while I ran in to assess the situation and disarm the smoke alarm. That’s when I noticed that one of the burners on my stovetop was glowing red and the pan that had had one cinnamon roll, and rings of icing from earlier that day was on that burner, and the last cinnamon roll was missing. He must have had dumb luck, because he managed to cut the burner on with his paw while retrieving the treat.
As it would happen, with sugar and heat, the icing caught on fire shortly thereafter. I could have kicked myself in the rear when I figured out what had happened. I promptly called Bobby to let him know if they had gotten a call about a smoke alarm at University Place Apartments, to stand down, and that it was under control. But, he came over anyways with the some fans to ventilate my apartment and check it out. He was my hero, and my girlfriend immediately wanted one of her own. Embarrassing? Yes, I felt like it was a major “fail” for a firefighters girlfriend.
Happy to see my new “McHottie”? An even bigger YES!
He didn’t tell me until a few months later how bad it really was, or how close it had gotten to a major event. It was almost a year later when I was packing up my apartment that I found a jet black ash that was an inch in diameter, on one of my books, on a shelf, on the other side of my apartment. It gave me chills.
Anonymous Fire Wife in Arizona
Ok confession time. I put some oil on to heat so I could toast some noodles. (Sopas for those of you close to the border) I ran to go pee and forgot about it. Then my six year old yells at me. “Mom you really gotta come in here”. My pan was on fire. I had a second of panic. Then the thought I “oh crud joe is working tonight what do I do“. I know it was all God because I remembered no water on a grease fire. I grabbed the lid covered the pan. Once the flames were out I took the pan outside. Felt panicky and shaky afterwards. Had to call and confess all to my hubby. Couldn’t hide it since it turned my white hood black. Hubby wasn’t happy with me but glad it wasn’t worse. I got the lecture about fire safety and I deserved it. Should have known better. I am a scatterbrain at times. My hubby knows that but I still get lectures when I goof up.
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I saw a friend of mine at church with bandages on her hands and forearms and panicked as she has a special needs child and my mind went to that place that made me think she had to get hurt to protect him.
That wasn’t the case. She was at her daughter’s apartment and a pan caught on fire, instead of putting the lid over it to put out the fire she picked it up and ran out of the apartment! She is married to a Scout Master and she is a Den Mother! I asked her why she thought it was a good idea to run with a burning pan, no answer. She doesn’t talk to me anymore.
Last Sunday my mom (who has been a firewife now for nearly thirty years) went to plug in a heating pad only to watch a spark ignite two small flames on her hand. One from my grandmothers ring and one on the palm of her hand. Being the calm nurse she is, she put the flames out with a towel and then walked into the kitchen where my dad and husband were and said “ok fireman, I just lit myself on fire what do I do?”.
hahahahaha I was cracking up at the pic cuz I recognized Jules forehead! She sent that pic to me last year when I burnt my hair with a hairdryer. lol
I was pregnant with our first child and I liked to color when I didn’t have nothing else to do I remember one day I had the stove on thinking I was letting my skillet preheat and I had to go to the bathroom and when I came out to cook I saw that our stove was on fire flames was shooting up to the thing that had the fan on it above the stove so I holler for the hubby to come here that there was a fire well he threw water on a electric stove (his mistake) but after getting the fire out we noticed that I had the wrong burner on and I didn’t look and my bag of crayons was on that burner which caused the fire. If I didn’t get out to the kitchen when I did out whole house would have been on fire
I’d teased my husband relentlessly for the time his mother started a grease fire in the kitchen and he reached for the water as his father (retired firefighter) slept through the entire ordeal. (don’t worry we had a hero in the kitchen who put the flames out with baking soda) but then of course, karma had it’s way with me. A few months before our wedding, I wanted to make him a special dinner and take it to the station, I have a spoon rest on the stove… but very bad aim. I set my wooden spoon on it, that I was using to sir the chili, and missed the spoon rest. That wooden handle made a b-line DIRECTLY into the flame under the chili pot. Oops… I left to go lower the volume on the television and open the window for ventilation, and turned around to see smoke rising from the stove. I ran over and threw the spoon in the sink doused that bad boy with water. Needless to say I don’t tease him about the kitchen fire any more, we also only have metal handled utensils in the kitchen.