Because I’m a Hero and That’s How I Roll.

Today, I saved a lady from a housefire.
And then, I apologized to said lady after Caleb helped me realize that the "smoke" I saw pouring out of her dryer vent was actually just steam.
Yeah. I did that.
So. I’m rolling down the street in my ghetto-mobile, taking the kids to school, when out of the corner of my eye, I spied billowy white clouds (or faint wisps–whatever, okay?) coming from a pipe on my neighbor’s roof. I slowed down, because I was just sure that a fire raged underneath those shingles. I debated what to do for about a split second. I ran up to the door, rang the bell. When an older lady in a thin floral housecoat answered the door, it was all I could do not to pick her up and carry her away from her treacherous housefire. I excitedly told her about the "smoke" I saw coming from her roof; in less than a second she was on the phone with her husband and then the fire department.
I asked if there was anything I could do before I left; after all, I couldn’t let Mia be late to school. I got in the car and went on my merry way, feeling pretty darn smug about my brilliant feat. I called Caleb to tell him the story of my morning, so that he could share in my heroic glory, but he only chuckled. "Toni, that’s not smoke. That’s just steam–you know, created when cold air comes in contact with hot air? Jackass much? You saved a lady from a fire–but you probably gave her a heart attack."
I cried like a baby all the way back to my neighborhood.
Sure enough, there were no firetrucks on my street. No policemen, no ambulances. Things were quiet and most certainly NOT on fire. I parked my car in front of the house that was supposed to have been burnt to the ground, got Merrick out of his carseat, and rang the doorbell once again. The little old lady answered with a big grin on her face.
She was really cool about the whole thing. How could she not be? I came bearing a cute baby. That, and I was literally in tears, begging her forgiveness. I apologized for being so stupid and rash. I said sorry over and over and over. She laughed the whole thing off and thanked me for stopping back by.
On the upside, I met one of my neighbors and made a new friend.

About Toni

Mom. Wife. Artist. I take care of the kids and pretend to clean sometimes. I can cook spagetti and I have never been arrested. View all posts by Toni

4 responses to “Because I’m a Hero and That’s How I Roll.

  • barnyardmama

    Oh man. That could happen to anyone. Can you imagine how upset you’d be if you’d seen it and not said anything and then later that day you heard ian old lady died in a house fire? Err on the side of caution!KM

  • ♥ Aimee

    lol…what a great and funny story…and besides better that you tried than to drive by and find out she died later…


    Toni, you did the right thing. i have a story for you that left me feeling a little foolish also. Years ago I had a water heater that had gone bad, when I returned home water was pouring out of the garage like Niagara Falls. Luckily our H2O heaters were in the garage. One day when I was strolling the neighborhood, I thought I saw water streaming out from underneath the neighbor’s garage door so I obviously thought it was a similiar problem. After I contacted the neighbor she informed me that the sprinkler system had bee left on too long and the H2O that I was seeing was not from the H2O heater ,but the sprinkler system. Never felt so stupid!!!!!!!

  • Tiffany

    OMG… this totally sounds like something I would do! You poor thing… but, you did what you thought was right and that’s good that you stopped!Hugs – Tiff

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