The boys wanted a fire last night, so we fired up a pressed log, and all was well.

This morning, Samantha prepared the fireplace for a repeat tonight. We kept smelling the remnants of last nights fire smoldering, so we just lit the thing.

Guess the logs were lined up wrong.

Living Room full of smoke, billowing out the front of the fireplace.

I love home ownership.

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