Funny thing, that fire

Jolene vs. dinner...can you see the winner?

A couple of humorous events that have taken place due to the fire...

1. Paying off my $178.46 library fine

Something I used to be able to pride myself on was the lack of library fines I had. If I did have one it might be for something in the range of a dollar or so. Last week I went to the library for the first time since the fire...the librarian who checked me out nearly had a bovine. You should have seen his eyes when my file came up. All he said was "whoa, you have a large fine". Of course when you are in the library everyone is quite and behaving like they should, so any announcements of fines can be clearly heard by everyone. This one especially. He must of thought he had won a prize or something, I could almost detect a hint of excitement in his voice. I mean you all know that fines like this may only come about once or twice in the lifetime of a librarian. His came at such a young age, pity he has nothing left to look forward to: -)
I tried to as loudly as I could to reassure him that I knew about the fine and that it was because of a fire. I was trying to save any shred of dignity I lost when the exact amount of the fine was announced for all to hear. I tried to tell myself that this was a lesson on humility, but at the time it didn't help my cheeks from turning a nice crimson colour (aussie spelling, trying to adjust :-) ). Anyway I chucked out $30.80 as the first installment and they let me go. I'm sure as I walked out the door I saw a few mothers grab their children as if to say "careful honey, she is a class LF felon (the LF meaning massive library fine)".

2. Finding a lost item

Now I am not sure how this happened but it did. A few months ago I realized that I could not find one of my favorite necklaces. I figured Jolene had crawled off with it never to be seen by human eyes again. Well a few weeks ago I was unpacking fire laundry ( several women in the church divided up all of our clothing and washed it to get the smoke stains and smell out) and low and behold there is my necklace! I have no idea how it survived the fire and ended up in the laundry, but it did and I was excited. So I guess the moral of this story is...if you lose something you really, really like, burn the house down and it might resurface. Hmmmmmm


need to make dinner, the natives are getting restless.