So while Tina was blogging drunkly from a pig roast, I was bored out of my head. Hanna the hurricane caused our electricity fail in the morning (right in the middle of my shower — I had to finish showering in complete darkness since we have no windows in our downstairs bathroom). Reports from PEPCO were that we may get power by 10 am on Sunday, but because the lights only affected 6 houses on our block, I didn’t have high hopes that we’d actually get electricity that soon.

Dean and the kids played Sorry. I don’t like Sorry. I wanted to play Catch Phrase, so I sulked in the living room and read the Washington Post.

Then I took a nap.

After the nap Clare and I went to Borders so she could pick out a book to read for a research project for her English literature class. We systematically removed 40 books from the shelves and Clare read the book descriptions and first few paragraphs to get an idea of what the book was about. She narrowed down her choice to 7 books which we bought (along with 5 that I decided I couldn’t live without having on my shelves but probably never read).

By then it was 5:30. We went home and Dean cooked dinner (our stove top works without electricity and he’s the one who makes the fried fish).

After dinner, terrified with the prospect of more board games, I suggested we go see a movie. Dean Clare and I ended up seeing Vicky Cristina Barcelona (which I’d heard was great, but I don’t really like Woody Allen movies so was not really all that impressed except with Penélope Cruz) while Andrew stayed home and played with fire went to bed early, leaving the candles burning in the window.

At midnight PEPCO came by and very loudly restored our electricity — wow 10 hours early…

The end.