The ice came down on Thursday night. Sometime Friday morning the power went out. And stayed out. No episodes of Kevin or Supernatural were viewed. No one worked a shift at Lowes on Friday or Saturday--we couldn't get the cars down the driveway. No social life happened for Callie. No computer time for me. Nada.
We spent our days reading books, playing games, and huddling under covers. Sometime on Friday the power came on for a minute or so, just long enough to bring up all our hopes...Nope. Again Saturday morning...nope.
We managed to scrounge up enough Coleman Fuel to fry bacon and eggs for supper Friday night. We managed to dig up enough lamp oil to have light for reading, and we had a car with a full battery charge for Nintendo DS's and phones. Other than those, we lived as an eighteenth century family for one and one-half days.
The power came back on at about four p.m. today, although it's gone off briefly at least four times since then. Trouble with these newfangled devices--like electricity--is a fellow gets to depending on them. I should dig up that exact quote but I'm too cold. Did I mention that the temperature didn't get about 26 all day? The power has been on for three hours and its...54 degrees in here. Brrr.
The animals want to know why the stupid humans are keeping it so darn cold--
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