Evacuation order lifted. I found out yesterday morning that my dad and uncle never left the house despite the mandatory evacuation. My uncle sprayed some holy water around the house and said don't make a mountain out of a molehill. I love it when my elders play with fire. And I reek with sarcasm.
At one point there were about 2 or 3 fires within 1 mile of our house, but the wind took a dramatic turn last night and remained calm all of today. I think dearest Mother Nature just offered an olive branch shaped as a cattle prod: "I spared you this time but next time, maybe not so lucky *cough* the big one *cough* hellfire over brimstone." I'll join McCain as someone who just doesn't get it.