The Ma Side

A child of the sixties, the mother of ten raised her arms to the sky and was heard to yell, "Burn, baby diapers, burn!"
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Hey, it's Fire Prevention Week, but I didn't know that until after I'd burned the trash last night. If I had been aware, I might have used even more gasoline, for commemoration's sake. As it was, there arose a nice hot fire to consume most of the burnable trash. The pile of leftovers you see consists mostly of a diaper backlog going back....um....several years. One of these days I will shovel that stuff into trash bags, cart it to the dump, and dig me a wondrous new fire pit. (Which reminds me, "When are you kids gonna get around to potty-training your little brother, so I can dig me a new fire pit, huh?")

On a completely unrelated note, did you know that the material in disposable diapers is being experimented with in regards to a fire retardant? Again, if only I had known....

Notice the little plastic peanuts in the front? They are SOOOOooo exasperating to burn. Just the thought of a breeze scatters them in all directions. Ol' Ma has to be handy with the shovel and scoop them right back at the blaze. On the plus side, a few minutes of this work, and one can totally skip that annoying weekly eyebrow-plucking session.

But getting back to Fire Prevention Week, I didn't know it came about in memory of the Great Chicago Fire. Or that the fire took place on October 8.

*checks calendar*

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