Last night was a blur for me.
5 p.m.: Left work and went immediately to store to grab a couple of things. On way, heard emergency weather report on radio that storm with hail one inch in diameter was heading toward our town in 45 minutes. Rushed through store, getting important items needed — no not toilet paper, no not bread, not milk, but nachos, cheese, soda to go with my alcohol. Note to self: Apologize later to two patrons at library where I work, whom I almost ran over with my cart as I turned corner from one aisle to next.
5:20: Got home. Told wife, who was going into work later that night as 911 dispatcher about impending storm , and she said she’d be leaving for work early because of events of previous night in our county. She left.
6:00: Check National Weather Service, learn tornado warning for our town.
6:30-7:30: All runs together. At some point, wife texts me to tell me to get to the basement with the cat. I do but not without some difficulty at least on the part of my two feet as they slip out from underneath me and place me on back and left elbow on concrete steps. Wonder if I should call wife in official capacity, but manage to pull myself up — if I had boots on, it might be bootstraps, but it’s just sneakers, hence part of the reason I slipped in the first place.
7:30 p.m.: Return from dank basement to comfort of couch…where I briefly comment on Facebook that I will be settling in for a night of Netflix.
Prompts friend to respond:
Ahh – a couch potato in his natural state. It’s a beautiful thing. 😀
7:45 p.m.: I put up his response and then my own thought on wall:
‘Tis true. ‘Tis true. God bless America, and the holy trinity of technology: Netflix, Roku and Mog. Plus one: Panasonic.
7:46 p.m. or thereabouts.: Power goes out. I scramble to find large flashflight, only find small flashlight. Thus begins snarky texting to wife and sister to pass time for about next 2 and 1/2 hours.
10:28 p.m.: Power returns, prompting me to post this via Twitter and Facebook:
2 nights in row with 2 hours w/o electricity: how the freak did Laura Ingalls do it every night w/o electricity? That’s what I want to know.
Best response of night from Jess Commins (@renewabelle on Twitter):
Miss Ingalls did in the library with a candlestick. #Clue.
Cut to this morning.
Find large flashlight behind computer tower on desk. At least, I know where it is for next emergency.
At least, I can laugh about what happened last night. Others aren’t so lucky. To give to the American Red Cross in its relief efforts to events such as the recent tornado that devastated Joplin, Mo., click here to a webpage set up by the Red Cross where you can donate.