THIS is why I call Amberle my bad luck elf

Oh dear. Well, I haven't done a good job writing it in because she's actually been rather lucky lately. (Perhaps it's simply been because she's been eating lots of cereal and making lots of sandwiches.)

So for the next season, I'm trying to get some pics (while actually playing them for fun to see what they do).

This was just a test run, not something I have planned really.

Henry likes fireplaces and candle light (for reasons other than he's a romantic at heart).



Right after this shot, I realized that I didn't have free will on. So I turned it on. What's the very first thing they decide to do? Hop onto the couch for a quickie. That's where the issue starts.

I decide to turn my head to give them some privacy, and when I turn back there are flames reaching from the fire place across the floor to the sofa.

OMG PANIC!

THEY CANNOT DIE. But they weren't stopping fast enough. Before I knew it, they were on fire, literally this time.


Then, I start laughing hysterically. I've never ever had this happen before. I've heard it could, but usually when things are too close. The sofa is like two spaces back. What the heck happened?

Amberle's luck. I'm going with that. This is as good as the time she burned her kitchen trying to make crepes suzette and then set herself on fire while trying to flambé the crepes.


Well, I was laughing way too hard by the time they were on fire, and I even turned to my boyfriend and asked him if he remembered my bad luck elf. "Is she on fire again?" He asked before he even turned his head.

Luckily there was an open kitchen that had a fire alarm, so I didn't have to reset.


They're safe for now. But no cooking or fireplaces for a while!