Peter, I'm frankly astonished that you would ignore that alarm! Glad you learned your lesson. Also--if I may be yet more annoying--a female engaged person is a fiancée. Happy Thanksgiving, friends!
So many false alarms! Oh well. At least my stupidity may benefit R2E readers. The lucky bit was the downstairs residents being away. They might not have survived that night. Scary.
We’ve been invited to the home of our younger son’s fiancé, which will be a blowout with 30 people at least. A very Friendsgiving event! Claire is making her signature cranberry/orange relish, which wakes everybody up after they eat too much turkey and gravy. How about you?
Sara does a mean cranberry relish every year, which we eat over and over, until it grows a nasty moldy top, which it did recently and I only discovered that when I opened it a week ago, making the arrival of today’s new batch, that I greeted almost as warmly as a new granddaughter would be, almost. On a distantly related matter, I once learned that fiancé comes in two flavors, that’s one, the other is fiancée. If you’re dining with your son, one is a touch different than dining with the other, just sayin’.
Oh golly me, I was on the edge of my seat throughout! Great - albeit terrifying - post! Off to check my batteries RIGHT NOW.
I might have saved your life! And glad I did!
Yup! And so am I…!
Wow. Glad this had a happy ending and I hope nobody was in that basement apartment!
If the ending had been sad I wouldn’t have been around to write it! Yikes.
A neighbor couple where we used to live were hospitalized by exposure to carbon monoxide. I don't remember if they'd ignored an alarm or what.
Important post. And made me laugh, as always, though it could have turned out otherwise.
Thanks so much Diana! Serious laughter? I’ll take it! Also glad to be alive, still.
Peter, I'm frankly astonished that you would ignore that alarm! Glad you learned your lesson. Also--if I may be yet more annoying--a female engaged person is a fiancée. Happy Thanksgiving, friends!
So many false alarms! Oh well. At least my stupidity may benefit R2E readers. The lucky bit was the downstairs residents being away. They might not have survived that night. Scary.
And thx for noting my French-gendered-noun problem. That’s even MORE shocking! C’est affreux! Now: fixeed.
Wow! Why haven’t I heard of this before? Scary deal. Wonder how your son would have handled it.
Glad you’re still around!
It was a crazy night! Glad we made it through!
What's on the menu for Turkey Day?
We’ve been invited to the home of our younger son’s fiancé, which will be a blowout with 30 people at least. A very Friendsgiving event! Claire is making her signature cranberry/orange relish, which wakes everybody up after they eat too much turkey and gravy. How about you?
Sara does a mean cranberry relish every year, which we eat over and over, until it grows a nasty moldy top, which it did recently and I only discovered that when I opened it a week ago, making the arrival of today’s new batch, that I greeted almost as warmly as a new granddaughter would be, almost. On a distantly related matter, I once learned that fiancé comes in two flavors, that’s one, the other is fiancée. If you’re dining with your son, one is a touch different than dining with the other, just sayin’.