Oh, we had a perfectly normal week this week. Sure, the girls watched too much TV (it finally hit 100 a couple times this week). And we went to the pool a few times (which is what you do when it hits 100). We went out to Rock River Rapids (which is the fancy water park) as part of a free event a friend does every year, which was fun. And we went to work.
But then a storm blew through Thursday night.
Our power shut off right at the beginning of the storm, which didn’t really phase us much. We got out candles, we headed to the basement (the tornado sirens didn’t to off, but we kind of migrate down there during bad weather).
And we figured it’d all be right soon.
Well. The storm that hit was a bad one. Not a hurricane/tornado, but they clocked winds as high as 89 mph. And when it finally blew through and we went outside to assess the damage (a third of our fence down, and a LOT of trees in the neighborhood down), we started to wonder about the power. We headed out for a walk around the neighborhood (nominally to get ice cream, but they were out of power), and were just amazed at the amount of damage to trees.
Note to self: I will never own another flowering pear tree. They always get damaged in storms here.
Anyway. We did eventually get in the car and drive to get ice cream (along with numerous other people on our side of town), and then hunkered down at home, hopeful that the power would come back on. To be honest: it was a miserable night. Alison, Kristen, and Megan managed okay, but the rest of us, not so much (in varying degrees of sleeplessness). At one point, Russell dragged the sofabed mattress out to the backyard to get some sleep, but all he got were mosquito bites.
In the morning, we made the call to the Austins: PLEASE. We need AIR CONDITIONING. And a fridge to put our rapidly spoiling food. Thankfully, this happened at the end of the week and our fridge/freezer was nearly empty. So we didn’t loose that much, which is good. Much to the delight of Alison and Kristen, we’ve been hanging here at the Austins ever since. We keep hoping our power will come back on. And we’ve gone by a few times to check and see, but still no luck. In fact, church has been canceled today because our neighborhood is out. I do feel a bit wimpy bailing on our house; many in our neighborhood (including the bishop!) are toughing it out. But, only a little bit. It really isn’t that bad, having lost power for a few days. It could be worse: we could have lost the house in a tornado.
They say our power’s supposed to be on sometime today. Or Monday at the latest. I can only hope. [UPDATE: It did come on Sunday morning, 11 a.m. And there was much rejoicing!] In fact, I think we’re going to head over there tonight, no matter what, because between Megan’s work, my work, Caitlyn’s volunteering, and Russell leaving for Spokane, being home Monday morning is the best thing.
A couple odds and ends for the week. Russell hosted a murder mystery party (at the Austins) last night for a group of teenagers (Megan included). They had a blast. And I took Alison and Kristen to see The Croods, which was a lot less sucky than I thought it would be. In fact, if you can get past the fact that they used “cave man” to mean “let’s create a fantasy world” and the tired old trope that “younger is ALWAYS better”, then it’s a sweet story. And there are some genuine laughs.
That’s about it for us. Have a great week! Happy Canada Day and have a great Fourth. We wish we could all be in Spokane this week.