Firemen

So the other night we had a bit of excitement. I had spilled some butter in the oven and before I could clean it up I had decided to bake some rolls. Since there was still stuff on the bottom it started to smoke, because of the smoke we opened our doors to air out the house. Which it did in about 5 minuets. Apparently it caused a little problem because about 20 minuets later we got a knock on our back door and there was a fireman in his full uniform asking Kenny if everything was alright. When Kenny looked outside he noticed that there were four fire trucks around our house blocking off the roads and ready to save the day. Kenny assured him there was no fire and he left. A few min. later the fire chief comes knocking at our door and in his pj's, poor guy, and drilled us a bit making sure we were "fire safe." So we thought that was the end of it, not so much a little while after that an MP shows up at our door and has to write a report on the call. Finally our last visitor was a guy from the housing office making sure we didn't burn our kitchen down. By the end it was pretty dang hilarious. And who you asked sounded the alarm, none other than our lovely neighbors who could have walked five feet outside their door and knocked on ours instead of calling in the cavalry. It was a pretty eventful and funny evening all because I forgot to clean my oven. Moral of the story, clean your oven! other moral, neighbors are funny FUNNY people.