curled up in my comfy recliner and wandering aimlessly through the world of the internet.... i took a nap... it was so nice ...
then my wonderful nap was disturbed...
wilum was banging on the front door.. .woke my hubby up from his nap to prepare for work tonight...
"the bar is on fire"
to which my hubby replied (half asleep i might add)
"thats nice ill take care of it when i go to work tonight"
lol...
my hubby crawled back in bed and i walked in to find out what was going on.... He gave me the message and told me to wake him at 9... though i was thinking in my head... wait... ur bar is on fire ... how are you gonna work tonight..???
The on-duty bartender called and asked him to come over....
we went over.... fire trucks were lined up around the block and we had to figure out what was going on... made phone calls to the owners and bartenders to let them know what was up.........
FUCKIN CRAZY!
luckily, there was no real damage to the bar.. the fire was controlled upstairs... so there is mostly water and smoke damage...
after the firemen were done.. we were all sitting in the bar (bartenders.. owners... and myself) drinking .... by candle light... felt like i camping or something....
although i was almost hurt by a falling ceiling tile.... it missed me by 2 seconds.....
the scary thing was i had been standing where it fell for about a minute.... i heard it fall and turned around frozen like OMG!
