The other night I was preparing to take the baby up to the store for our "Mommy has the night off but can't stay away from this fricking place for more than 24 hours" trip. Looking outside, the tree in the yard bent in half. It didn't break, flexible thing, that tree. Then the rains came. For a whopping 5-7 minutes. Kirk turned the tv to a local channel and saw that we had a severe thunderstorm watch until 630. This was at 530. About 4 seconds later the power went out. Until 1130 PM.
Anyone have any clue how hard it is to entertain a 2 1/2 yr old? In the dark? While he's yelling FIRE MAMMA! and trying to blow out the only two candles that exist in the apartment? Did I mention no air? How about the 85 to 90% humidity? The husband taking a nap? How about when I took the double stroller (THANKS DAD!!!) and the kids to go on a walk and it rained again? No? I didn't tell you, oh wonderful internet? That's because I've been lazy, I am not ashamed to admit it.
Some of my customers and a couple coworkers still didn't have power last night, 24 hours after the fact. It's cooled down substantially so they don't have to worry about overheating but the fridge? Yikes.
I sent Kirk to bed with Donovan's Playschool Flashlight. GREEN! RED!! WHITE!! MAMMA! That's what Donovan says everytime he changes the colors on the flashlight. I told Kirk not to trip and kill himself going to the bathroom. I ain't raising these kidlets alone, thank you very much. Sophia got up around this time. After 30secs on the couch in the dark to feed her, the power came back on. Scared the tar out of us all. I said WOOHOO!, fed the baby and watched tv after checking email. I'm such an electricity whore. Damn me, damn me to hell!!
We managed to not burn the apartment down, kill the child or each other. Our food survived and now we know how to keep the boy happy, for about 10 minutes. Wash, rinse, repeat for however long the next outage lasts. Yay.
Anyone have any clue how hard it is to entertain a 2 1/2 yr old? In the dark? While he's yelling FIRE MAMMA! and trying to blow out the only two candles that exist in the apartment? Did I mention no air? How about the 85 to 90% humidity? The husband taking a nap? How about when I took the double stroller (THANKS DAD!!!) and the kids to go on a walk and it rained again? No? I didn't tell you, oh wonderful internet? That's because I've been lazy, I am not ashamed to admit it.
Some of my customers and a couple coworkers still didn't have power last night, 24 hours after the fact. It's cooled down substantially so they don't have to worry about overheating but the fridge? Yikes.
I sent Kirk to bed with Donovan's Playschool Flashlight. GREEN! RED!! WHITE!! MAMMA! That's what Donovan says everytime he changes the colors on the flashlight. I told Kirk not to trip and kill himself going to the bathroom. I ain't raising these kidlets alone, thank you very much. Sophia got up around this time. After 30secs on the couch in the dark to feed her, the power came back on. Scared the tar out of us all. I said WOOHOO!, fed the baby and watched tv after checking email. I'm such an electricity whore. Damn me, damn me to hell!!
We managed to not burn the apartment down, kill the child or each other. Our food survived and now we know how to keep the boy happy, for about 10 minutes. Wash, rinse, repeat for however long the next outage lasts. Yay.
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