has been the bane of my existence. It's the combination fire/carbon monoxide alarm in our kitchen, and it is pure evil. When we first got here I was making toast in our toaster, which had never been used and was giving off that "brand new appliance burny smell" and apparently this alarm has a sense of smell because it started going off. But this alarm is special. Not only does it beep annoyingly like a normal alarm. It also talks to us. It went a little something like this...."Beep Beep FIRE! FIRE!" Yeah, there was no fire. Not even smoke. So for the first week or so while we broke the toaster in that was what we had to deal with. Now that may not seem so bad, but just wait. I have been having severe third-trimester insomnia, but usually if I watch a little Friends in bed I can fall asleep eventually. Last night though, I could not sleep for the life of me. I tossed and turned until about 4 am when I finally drifted off to sleep. And it was a good sleep. Anyway, a couple minutes after I started dreaming I hear this..."Beep LOW BATTERY!" You have got to be kidding me. I got up and went out to press the reset button to see if that would work, but when I pressed the button the thing freaked out..."Beep Beep FIRE! FIRE! Beep Beep CARBON MONOXIDE DETECTED!" I swear this thing was crafted in the pits of hell by the devil himself. I fiddled with it a couple times and it finally stopped....so I thought. When I got back to my room it started all over again. That was when Weston, my hero, went and just took it off the ceiling and ripped the batteries out of it. It is now laying on our counter. The best part of this story is that the last episode of Friends that I watched before going to sleep was the one with Phoebe and her fire alarm. Not joking. If you haven't seen it here it is. Enjoy...
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Oh my gosh, that is so funny that you were watching that Friends episode. We had a fire alarm thing like that in our old house, and on like the second night that Savannah was home from the hospital it went off like 20 times. We were so freaked out that there was carbon monoxide in our house and the fire department kept having to come over to test the air. So, I would sit outside with a brand new baby. I still consider it one of the worst nights of my life.
Now that is irony at its finest. I've seen that episode and it makes me insane. You poor thing.
We are living the same life, we just are. There is a fire alarm ripped off our wall on our night stand as I type. We've set it off countless times, including the whole building alarm once. I. HATE. THEM!!!!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! You know that the FIRST thing I thought of when I saw that picture on your blog....before I even read the post....was that episode of Friends. Love it.
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