A Threadless Shirt for Firefighters & Families

When I first learned about Threadless, their classic shirt “The Day the Fire Brigade Went On Strike” was already sold out. The next time they reprinted it, we had just made a large purchase and I didn’t have a lot of extra money to throw around. I signed up to receive word the next time it was reprinted so that I would be the first in line for the most adorable print on a shirt made for firefighters, the people that love them and the children that want to be them.

That day was today.

I tell you this now because I have purchased all of the sizes that we need. For awhile. So, we’re good. You can now purchase the shirt.

The Shirt of All Shirts

Some tips about purchasing from Threadless. This particular shirt is printed on a Threadless brand t-shirt for adults and hoodies. I find that Threadless shirts, while they don’t shrink, fit true-to-size if not a little small. I order myself a large to accompany my chest. (What?) FireDad still wears a medium. The children sizes are currently sold out on Threadless t-shirts (except in size 8 ) but are also available on an American Apparel shirt. American Apparel, after some research, is known to shrink one full size after washing and drying. You may want to size up. Consider this your warning. If you do size up and it doesn’t fit them yet, at least they’ll grow into it as opposed to washing it and having it be too small. Right?

Honestly? I’d go buy this right now if you’re interested. Why? This shirt sells out fast. As I said, the second time it was reprinted, I couldn’t purchase that week and they were gone before my next payday. In fact, the creator of this shirt said that they were sold so quickly that he didn’t even get to buy one himself. That’s crazy. Buy one now.

And, yes, I plan on having a full FireFamily photo in our matching shirts. All of us. I’m that cheesy.

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[I received nothing to make this post. In fact, I spent far, far too much to be able to write this post first in order to make sure I got all sizes in my cart and purchased before alerting the public. I wrote this post simply because I want my readers, who include firefighters and their families, to know of a great shirt that will likely only be available for a short time. I always Blog with Integrity. And man, I love t-shirts. And firefighters. And elephants.]

 

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Thirteen Days

FireDad went back to work yesterday. With the way our vacation fell, he was off from the fire department for a total of 13 days. Thirteen days. Even for our wedding and honeymoon stretch, we’ve never spent thirteen days together. Normally he leaves for the fire department every third day and spends twenty-four hours there, leaving me at home with a bed to myself. I love sleeping next to him but, really, I’ll be honest, that third night? It’s nice.

We made jokes about being sick of each other by the time our thirteen days were up. We laughed and said we’d never make it through a seven day vacation and associated travel, let alone the full thirteen days. But, at the risk of sounding horribly sappy: it was flipping wonderful.

We took walks on the beach. We splashed water at one another. We went shopping without children (which is the benefit of vacationing with extended family). He bought me my first-ever fishing pole which is pink with lights. Then he took me surf-fishing, taught me how to properly cast in the ocean and even let me re-bait my own hook. (I’ve been fishing before but have never owned my own pole. With lights.) We sat on the deck in the evenings, silent and still. We teased and we poked. We laughed and we joked. We spent time with our boys together, taking them to the aquarium. We splashed with them in the ocean. We argued with one another over whether or not to go east or west at one point. (Perhaps I was wrong because I wanted to stay at the beach? Yes?) We learned dorky information about the route home (like the state line between Virginia and West Virginia is inside the East River Tunnel).

And, of course, I took lots of pictures of the two of us.

Us Day 2

Dinner Day

At the Beach

Family Pic Day

(Also: I wear a lot of green because it’s my favorite color. Obviously.)

We don’t have a ton of pictures of ourselves. In fact, the photographer we hired for our family portraits on the beach made sure to get some of the two of us by ourselves because we haven’t had any of that nonsense since we got married! I’m hopeful that they turn out well and that FireDad isn’t making his “I’m Purposefully Trying to Mess Up Your Photo” face. Like this one.

Goof

And so, yesterday came, bringing our vacation days to a final end. FireDad woke up to an alarm, something we didn’t do since we set out on vacation at 3:00 on August 15th. He showered, got ready and came in to give me a kiss. I felt sad as he left, knowing it will be a long time before we have another thirteen days together. I did roll over and snuggle into his pillow, catching a bit of sleep before the boys woke me up. We spent our day without FireDad running errands and doing the school orientation thing. But by dinner time, we simply missed him. So we stopped at the fire department and got some time in with our favorite firefighter.

He came home this morning and we’ve worked our way back into our normal routine. I’m sad that he has to leave us every third day but, really? The bed last night? All to myself? It was good.

Having returned from vacation this past weekend and  not having done the grocery shopping until just this morning (we did a lot of pasta), I have absolutely no pictures of food to share with you for this week’s You Capture theme. We’re lucky we ate. (We also did pizza. And went out for Mexican yesterday. My diet? What diet?) But, as we’re back in our routine now, hopefully I’ll have some pictures for next week’s challenge: Old Signs. Ooh, fun.