The Sirens You Hear …

Today I had the privilegeof being one of the Moms to drive Sassy’s 2nd grade on a field trip.  To the Fire Department.  I know you’re just jealous.

Honestly, it was a cool field trip.  We went to the brand new Fire House #1.  It’s the headquarters and the biggest one in town.  It was gorgeous and very nice to see my tax dollars at work – especially since I voted yes on that last proposition.   The engines went out on two calls while we were there so that was exciting, the bagpipe and drum band was practicing while we were there which I personally thought was cool, and they had cookies for the kids afterwards which was a big hit as I’m sure you can imagine. 

It also didn’t hurt that the firemen were adorable.  And so ridiculously fit.  I think that’s what it is that draws women like moths to a flame.  “To a flame” and I’m talking about firemen.  Did you see what I did there?  That’s called humorous writing, people.

Anyway…

All the moms had makeup on and their hair done.  I wonder what that was all about, huh?  I was talking to one of the moms, a personal favorite of mine, and we were laughing about how well everyone was done up.  As you may remember from how I’ve described my morning routine, we should all just be happy my hair was combed.  She said her husband teased her about being  showered, fully dressed, made up and coiffed at 6:30 this morning.

Last night I asked My Honey what I should wear to the fire house the next day.

“What do they call that thing the Muslim women wear?”

I told him I was not wearing a burka. 

But really, you get a bunch of women together legitimately following around a fireman without getting dirty looks or threats of the police being summoned, and said women are going to get silly.  For goodness sake, it was like we all reverted to 16 again.

“Do you suppose he’s gonna need a CPR model?” It only took 35 seconds for

Fireman Josh when we sang him "Happy Birthday" - He's 34, a Scorpio and his likes include cake and roasting marshmallows

 that comment to be floated in a stage whisper around the giggling crowd. 

We all carefully noted there was a poster advertising a Halloween party one of the firemen is throwing.  I think several of us took pictures with the intent of crashing it.  And I’m not proud to relate the whole group denigrated into a twittering mass as soon as the kids asked questions about the length and capacity of their “hoses”.  We got several quizzical looks from the kids, and were roundly ignored by the entire fire department, during this incident.  But the kids had fun, it was a really good tour, and as far as I know, none of the mothers were arrested for groping a fireman.

AS FAR AS I KNOW.