Power Outage

We lost power yesterday, apparently around 2:00 in the afternoon. It did not come back on until after midnight. Apparently a phone pole had been rotting and just snapped and fell, the weight of it bringing down the two next to it that were also rotting. Luckily my step-father told my grandmother, so when I went to pick up Alison (she stays with Nana on Mondays) she told us to stay put and avoid the heat. Thank Goodness for Nana!

It was an interesting end to an interesting day. I had called it my "no-good-very-bad-day" much to Alison's delight, but have since changed my mind. When I arrived at school I realized that I had forgotten to pick up the movie "The Outsiders" that I had promised one of my classes I would get. We had just finished reading it, and we were watching it next. Then a quick phone call to the preschool down the street that I had been hoping to enroll Alison in revealed that the opening was gone. At lunch when I stepped outside to run and get the movie a nasty little wasp landed on my hand and bit me right between the knuckles. I had to go back inside and make sure I didn't have an allergic reaction, then head back out (more cautiously) to get the movie. At the movie place, I realized I was a dollar short, then realized that my debit card was sitting at home next to my computer. I ran out to my car to get the change, grabbed the movie and headed back to work. As I pulled into the parking spot, my car stalled; I had run out of gas. The mailman helped me push the car into the spot, and I used the half full gas can the house uses for the mower to power me back up so I could get to a gas station. Then I found out there was no power. As I sat on Nana's couch I realized it really was not a terrible-horrible-no-good-very-bad-day afterall. I mean, there are always other preschools, I didn't have an allergic reaction to the sting, I had the change in my car, the mailman helped me push the car in, I borrowed the gas and container from the school AND I stayed at Nana's to avoid the heat. I think I was actually pretty darn lucky.

And on a completely different subjuct, I just finished reading a great book. It is called "The Pilot's Wife" by Anita Shreve. Supposedly it was made into a movie, but I guess I missed that one. I actually grabbed it by mistake. My friend Deborah has amazing taste in books. She once recommended "gods in Alabama" by Joshilyn Jackson on her blog, I read it and decided I was definately going to follow her recommendations from now on. Recently in her blog she mentioned she was reading "The Time Traveler's Wife" and I filed it away in my mind. At a yard sale over the weekend, I saw "The Pilot's Wife" and was very excited that I had found one of Deborah's books at a great price. It wasn't until I was home looking at Deborah's blog that I realized the error of my ways. However, the book looked good, so I read it. It was great. I don't want to give much away, but after reading some in class (I know, bad me, but the boys were finishing The Outsiders) I was suddenly disappointed, even a little angry. I didn't want to read anymore. It wasn't until this evening when I was home that I realized that I was empathizing with the main character, which showed me the true brilliance of the book. I ad been so caught up in it, I was angry at it! I highly recommend it!

I leave you all with this.... "Do it for Johnny!"