Where's the fire?

So it's Saturday morning, I just finished making myself some french toast, when I get a loud knock on the door. I peek in the window and see a firefighter! I let the firefighter lady in, and she was suited up in all the gear: the pants, the coat, the hat, and the heavy fire extinguisher. She asked if I knew of any fire and I told her that I had seen some smoke outside my window. She peeked out but it was gone at that point. Then she went on to the next apartment. I went outside on the outside balcony and saw 2 firetrucks parked outside, one with a ladder to the roof of my building. Wow! There were like 10 fire people inspecting for I guess a call about smoke. They all just took off; I don't think they found anything. But it was exciting for like 5 minutes anyway. Oakland Fire Department! They were in the news recently too b/c they were short fire people and were trying out forgoing the initial exam to encourage applications. Of course they got inundated with applicants and it got sketchy where it seemed like applications of people with relatives on the inside seemed to get through before the cutoff. Anyway.

Oh, I should also report on my holiday activities a bit. The Saturday before I got to be part of the wedding of a friend from high school. Lovely wedding! So heartfelt and sincere. Wore a big pink dress, the picture above. (I purposely picked a flattering picture, nice huh?) Kind of a whirlwind experience and a bit scary now to know that my friend is married. Ahh!

At the wedding, too, I got to be surfeit with girl talk. Sometimes you need that stuff. Another friend asked me if I would go out with a firefighter. I really didn't have too much of an opinion either way. But you know, hmm, firefighter. Hello Mr. Fireman!