This Cadet is on Fire

I’ve been pretty quiet about what Bicep’s been up to as of late. Mainly because I don’t know what I can or cannot talk about.

Not that it’s top secret, there are just some rulz I have to follow.

But-the light can now be seen at the end of the tunnel. And if all goes well, Biceps will be graduating from the fire academy in less than a month.

Once again, I will have someone to carry heavy things for me, tell me I’m pretty and generally just be around the house a little more. Thank goodness. This single wife thing stinks.

*Photos from this point on by TFD
So, while I’ve been at home studying for my real estate exam, doing Crossfit at the gym, or running errands…this is what Bicep’s has been training for:

Big white man fire.

There has been a lot of classroom work for Biceps. ALOT. It hasn’t been all fun and water games.

Bicep’s nose has been buried in a book for almost five months now. However, this is the culmination of all the preparation, the studying and the testing.

I’ve come to the realization that most men like to burn things, watch them burn and then put them out. I believe it’s some kind of control issue. Or some weird cavemanish remembrance.

At any rate, fighting fires together brings about a sense of camaraderie, accomplishment and victory for these men. Along with a lot of stinky clothes that find their way into my washing machine.

“But to have a wonderful man with stinky clothes is better than to have no man at all.” Or at least, I think that’s the saying….

So, now that you are privy to a little of what Bicep’s been up to. And, now you know how to pray. And I thank you. Seriously. Pray.