Can’t live blog without power. Sorry.
Can’t stay warm without power, either, except — we have a fireplace! Which we never use! But can I build a fire?
It’s a manly skill, no? (Guess what I’ve been reading by candlelight for the last three hours.) Some wee twigs and flint, a split log or two, and off I go.
Oh, the butane lighter, presto logs, and cardboard helped, too. Thank heavens for presto logs. Anyway, it’s storming like hell out there, and I don’t trust our local utility folks to keep the power going, so I’m posting this puppy before everything crashes.
Sorry about standing you up at the virtual altar. Soon, I promise.
D.
Power outages can be fun. Huddling under blankets, snuggled close together to share body heat, hmmm, what to do, what to do…
Yes indeed . . . but power outages BEFORE my son’s bedtime, well, ’nuff said.
Sounds like heaven to me. Enjoy!