The storm

We had a wicked storm blow through last night, but luckily we were on the edge of it and didn't get the worst of it.

But we woke the babies and took them to the basement, just to be safe. Amazingly they didn't cry at all -- just looked at us dumbfounded for about the first 20 minutes. Then they wanted to play, of course.

We put them back in bed about an hour later, expecting a torrent of tears and crying. But they just curled up in their cribs and went right to sleep.

Unfortunately, they woke up at 5 a.m. -- well, well short of their usual 10 or 11 hours of sleep. So they were crabby little monsters all morning. Then they took three-hour nap this afternoon and recovered.

We had planned to go to the cabin this weekend. But Friday we decided to stay put and go up Saturday night so that Jamey would have all day Saturday to work on the rental property. (We have tenants ready to move in Aug 1 so he's furiously working to finish the second unit!).

So last night I had the car completely packed and ready when Jamey came home, just as the storm was bearing down. I hadn't been watching TV so I didn't know that it was a bad one until he got here. Then the power went out around 8 pm and it just didn't seem like a good idea to go out in the car.

So we nixed the whole weekend altogether.

When the kids went back to sleep, Jamey drove around and discovered that people just two blocks in either direction of us had power. But ours was still not on when we went to bed around 10 pm. At 3 am Jamey called Xcel Energy and they gave him some spiel about "we're working on it" and "we don't know how long it will be", etc.

Not even five minutes later the power flicked on. It was just too weird. Coincidence? We don't think so. Maybe they somehow didn't know our block was dark until we called? It was just weird.