Do you smell Gas?

So today was interesting...

Started out the day getting ready as usual, packed up the kids and headed for Costco. I had to go because we were out of Dishwasher stuff and it is the cheapest there and it was $3.50 off. So we did that, bought more than I should have because, well, lets face it, its COSTCO. And you cant go in there and leave with one thing. Its virtually impossible. We came home and I left the kids in the car and just brought in the groceries and put what needed to go into the freezer away. Then hopped back into the car and ran to the bank and Kohl's to find 2 shirts to match what I bought at Costco for Little A, pictured here...


They are the cutest tutu's I have ever seen. I wish she demanded to wear one everyday. Instead I am practically forcing her to wear them.

So anyway, we get back from that and Little C is just about asleep. We go inside for lunch, when Little C falls off his chair, so he is crying and cranky and Little A tells me that she is not hungry but instead wants to watch the Butterflies all day. So I start to get Little C some macaroni salad before he freaked out. Then Once that was done I got the trash and closed it up to take outside, when I smelled something.

I couldn't tell what it was at first. So I stood there for a min and decided that it was definitely gas. I was like what? It smelled like my oven had been turned on. (cause whenever my oven is turned on I can smell the gas before it lights) I thought to myself that this was strange because I wasn't cooking anything or had cooked anything since dinner yesterday. I looked at the oven and it was off. I even pushed the off button just in case and it didn't do anything. So I tried to call Big J. He didn't answer and so I called my Dad. I said "Dad I smell gas." He said "Open the windows and get out of the house and call the gas co." Easier said than done i found out. He said to just get the phone book and I told him that I didn't have one (I always just look up numbers on the computer) So I tried to look for a statement from them and my dad said to just get out and call 411. So we hung up and I tried 411, I said "The Gas Company " and then they connected me to PG&E. I was like there was a 411 call wasted. (That will probably cost me.) So then I called Kathy. She gave me a number and I tried to call that, I got a message of some lady and she said that if it was residential that I had to call another number. I tried calling that one and got some other weird place.

So frustrated and not knowing who else to call I called 911. I said "I'm sorry to call this number but I have a gas leak and I don't the gas company's number." He said that it was fine and transferred me to the Fire Department. When the fireman came on he took my name a number and address and I told him that it was maybe a gas leak and I didn't know who else to call. He said that he would send someone to come check it out.

After hanging up the phone I got in the car and pulled out to the street. Just in case it was gonna BLOW! And we waited in there. Meanwhile I was thinking man I hope they don't come with their sirens and lights on, its no big deal I'm sure.

This is where it gets embarrassing. I

start to hear sirens and I'm like oh Man! Little A is going "Where are those sirens going?" I was like, "Um ... here." And then like 30 seconds later I see one rounding the corner. I was like turn your lights off there is no emergency. I would have been fine with one of those little fire department trucks that the captains usually drive. But no... OH NO... They came with the cavalry. 3 Fire trucks and a Police Car!!! They went inside to check it out and then one of them came out to talk to me. He asked me If I had cooked anything and I was like not since yesterday and he was like, "Did you know that your stove burner was on?" In my head I was like "If I had would I have called you?"I was like "NO, I haven't used it since yesterday" He asked if someone else could have done it and I was like well one of the kids could have I guess. He said that it was on and that's probably what it was coming from. He said that there was a lot though and that they would fan it out and then see if that really was the problem.

I was so embarrassed. The neighbors of course were outside watching and wondering. I kept saying that this was so embarrassing and Little A kept saying STOP SAYING THAT! I was like sorry but it is!

Also when they were going inside I was a little embarrassed at the shape that my house was in. It was messy and we had been gone all morning and didn't have time to clean it up yet.

When they were done I repeatedly thanked them and told them how sorry I was. The Fireman was like "Don't worry, that's what we do. You did the right thing, there was a lot and you never know." But still I swear I looked at the stove and it all looked normal. They said that it was right in between where it would be off and lit and so it was harder to tell. But I bet he was just saying that to make me feel better.

Big J will now have fun with this incident. He is already joking about it. I asked how his day was and he said "It was alright, not as exciting as yours was!" Yea whatever! That's what I say.