So guess what? There was a fire at our new apartment complex. I'm not even kidding.

The best part is, it happened right behind our apartment.


You can see the blackened dirt where pine straw used to be extending to about three feet from where our patio starts.

The fire happened Sunday afternoon, in broad daylight. No one's sure what caused it, but the firefighters got it put out very quickly. I wasn't home when it happened, but Sean was, and he saw the fire. He says that the firemen looked at all the bystanders and were like, "Doesn't anyone have a hose?" and the residents had to respond, "We're not allowed to have hoses."

It's true. It's in our leasing agreement.