When all of THIS happened last week, this is how we spent a good chunk of our time. . .
Hey! Fire Trucks! Must grab camera!
Okay, Brandon. We’re going to scream “AHHHHH!” and then you take a picture, okay? GO. Joel’s face (far right) is my favorite. No offense to Bryan in the middle of course.
Well, what are you going to do. . .
pretend to blow out imaginary fire of course.
And then go out for burritos.
P.S. At last, after 8 days of evacuation, my husband and I are all settled back into our apartment just in time for Christmas. Absolutely nothing was damaged by the burst pipes. I can’t say the same for the hallway or a couple of the other apartments, but Oregon Restoration is doing an awesome job and things should be good as new before long.
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Mike - Where is Mr. E-McG. during all this? Pacing around and fretting in a quiet but near hysterical way. Tis the difference between poets and photographers, I suppose.