I had brilliant things to say and write last week. I promise I really did. And then these crazy wind storms hit and we were without power for a week. A WEEK PEOPLE. I admit I am a spoiled, first world citizen, but I think that if you can see downtown Los Angeles from your backyard there is something drastically wrong if you don’t have power for seven nights :( Found out from the radio today that we were part of the last 3,000 to have their power restored, out of the initial 340,000 that lost it last Wednesday. So, we are the 1% :) And I have to say, the best thing that ever happened to those occupiers is that they were miraculously removed from harm’s way the day before the storms hit last week. That could have been so bad.
I even didn’t have work for two days, since they were out of power too. Without internet or TV, you’d have thought that I would have gotten more done on that sweater, but it turns out its really hard to knit in the dark. So we basically just stared at each other. That part was nice. The freezing part was not nice. Did you know it got down to 50 degrees in our house? At least our ice chest didn’t melt for the entire week! The hot, humid lovin’ Texas girl in me has all but been beat out.
Here’s a few pictures as evidence of the chaos, there are all just taken on my street.