Live Blog, Part Deux

9:25:

Kids were very excited to show us their somersaults. Mark went down to watch and decided to participate. To his wife's chagrin, he emerged from the basement crowing, "I flipped like a bitch!"

His wife tried to convince him that outdoors was the place to be. :)

9:20

My intrepid neighbor Eric went to investigate kid noise in the basement. He came up bearing some very pointy darts, but swears none of the kids got any piercings. Refilling my glass now.

8:15

The power flickered out.

Just when we finished our 'oh, crap' reactions, the power flickered back on. Relief lasted for a few seconds, before the power flickered off again.

This time, when the power came back on, Mike and our neighbor, Steve, stood there grinning. They found the fuse box and decided to have some fun. Steve swears it was Mike's idea (Guilty -- MH). They were called every name in the book before their ingenuity was celebrated.

7:32

My neighbors are underwhelmed by the wind. Mark, who admittedly has has several shots of Honey Jack, declared that the current windspeed is 15 mph, max.

Maddie just dispatched Mike to get her American Girl doll (in her case, more aptly named American Tomboy doll), so that her doll can join Lauren, Shannon, and the rest of the Huntresses.

7:12:

Mark Taylor: : "What's wrong with us?" (I.e. men?)

For those two or three of you reading our humble blog, feel free to post your thoughts.

6:40 pm:

RsLatest power-outage scare: Lights go out in kitchen at neighbors' house. Adults jump six feet in the air and wonder where the flashlights are. The Hamiltons are less fazed, and inform the assembled gathering that it is not BGE's fault. Leah is flipping light switches. Drink refills all around.




 

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