Growing up, my family lived for several years in the foothills of Northern California where we were privy to frequent power outages. Nothing could be more fun for a kid than playing games by candlelight and making dinner over a little fire my dad built outside. It was like camping in the comfort of our own home. I’m guessing it probably wasn’t as much fun for my parents.

We had a power outage last night that lasted through mid-morning, and of course I had a huge meeting today. I managed to get ready for work with only a handful of candles for light and no coffee. When I saw my reflection in the review mirror backing out of the garage, let’s just say it was a bit scary….

1 comment:

Jennifer said...

I am sorry about your power outage. I love your blog!!! Very cool. YOu have inspired me to start one soon with Michael when when we start our house building. I love you very much and miss you. Cute is all I have to say about this blog. Not Boring at all. Asshole who said that!