Sophie and I had a conversation this morning about how she is unique. Here are some of the defining Sophie characteristics that we came up with:
My Husband, the Seer
Here I was, the day before the hurricane, making fun of my husband for buying a snowblower as a consolation prize when all of the generators were sold out.
Nine Nights and Ten Days
We’re in light and in heat (no pun intended)! And it feels so very good. And warm. And light. And warm and light.
I Was Wrong
It isn’t 48 degrees in the house. It is currently a very mild 52 degrees. My husband and I are under four blankets and wearing many layers of clothes. I am fortunate to have a full head of hair, so am not wearing a hat. But my husband is wearing a hat over his bald head. I took a photo of him but he refuses to allow me to post it because he thinks it’s embarrassing. I think it’s pretty damn hysterical. Hell, I will be wearing socks on my hands to keep warm, since I left my gloves downstairs and it’s too damn cold to retrieve them.
The Post-Hurricane Saga Continues
We’re still at my mom’s apartment. We are still waiting for our power to return. We have officially set a record for consecutive days without power, and that’s saying something.
The Insanity Continues
The house was very cold last night. Didn’t sleep well, which was a good thing. Because in my paranoia, I woke up at 5:30 am deciding I would attempt the same gas line we had left some eight hours earlier. By 6 am I was in the warm car, charging my iPhone and waiting for the gas station to open at 10 am. I was about the 8th car in line.
Hard to Believe It’s Come to This
We are two days post-Frankenstupidstorm and we still have no power (no surprise there). The girls have been staying with my mom who luckily has power. Thanks, mom.
Sophie’s Hurricane Story
We all survived the night camping out as a family in our living room. By the way, this is the closest we will ever come to real camping. I felt about 10 years older when I woke up, thanks to the fact that my legs, too long for the corner of the couch I was sleeping on, were completely cramped. Our power was still out when we awoke (and still is and likely will be for days and days and days) and fallen branches were everywhere, but we were safe.
Camping Out Together
We’re all going to sleep in the living room at the girls’ request. Indeed, we’re all a little scared. The wind has picked up and is howling persistently and viciously, and the trees seem to be hanging on by a thread. The only bit of good news so far is that we haven’t had a lot of rain.
The Storm is Fast Approaching
And making itself heard. The wind has increased exponentially since a couple of hours ago, and a first tree branch (small, thankfully) has fallen on our roof with a thud.