Long ago, when there was a wicked storm, we would make tents in the family room, bake cookies, play games and watch movies. There was a joy and innocence to candle light, cuddling and bad weather. Flash forward to Irene. The impending storm has us grounded, in the same house at least for 30 hours. That , lately, is a treat, in and of itself.
Forced togetherness.
Lately, I am a taxi driver. and now that Alex has his own car to drive, his home is more like a Bed & Breakfast, except not so much the bed part, just a shower and breakfast. Of course the Italian part in me likes that he comes home for food atleast.
So Irene thank you. I'm not sure about what will happen when we don't have power for a few days & between you & me, God forbid we get that phone call from the school's emergency response system saying school opening will be delayed. But for now, Come on Irene!
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