Come to find out, DVR’s need electricity to behave properly.
Come to find out, I need electricity to behave properly as well.
I am simply not cut out for camping, even if I’m camping at my own house.
I love electricity.
I would become Mrs. Electricity tomorrow at a well-lit wedding where we would have a laser light show and a fondue fountain of lightening, with Ben Franklin officiating.
When the lights went out in Hendrickville, it happened right in the middle of Brandon praying at HOPE Group. Talk about the prayers of the righteous being powerful and effective.
We are never letting him pray again at our house.
So, when the power went out, were we prepared in the Hendrick House?
Danny became invisible.
The other kids could not figure out what was going on.
I thought it must be Armageddon.
All we had was a tiger flashlight that roared when in use and an entire crate of glow sticks.
Complete darkness did not scare my kids…oh no…it made them HYPER. Being hyper and unable to see…bad combination.
Having hyper kids and not being able to see to find my spanking spoons…even worse combination.
Those boys knew they had the advantage and took it. They already outnumber us around here, and they can smell weakness from miles away.
We found some Halloween candles, but all the kids thought we must be having a birthday party, so they kept blowing them out.
I’m not meant to live or parent in non-electricitied conditions.
During the time when Bryan/College Station thought it was a third world country...
It was hot.
It was dark.
It was hot.
It kept getting hotter.
However, we lived...and Bryan College Station eventually remembered it was not Malawi.
But the aftershock of this catastrophe is…my DVR only recorded the last half of Gilmore Girls.
I'm going to need counseling after a disaster of this sort.
My only show.
My show that I’m supposed to tape for myself to watch and giggle…and then record on a tape for Wendy to watch and giggle later…and then she makes me brownies for doing that…it’s a perfect life full of electricity and DVR and funny women and terrific writing and then BROWNIES.
My electricity is back on, but MY LIFE will not have fully recovered unless SOMEONE out there taped Gilmore Girls…all of it…all 60 marvelous minutes of it…or even just the first 30 minutes of it...I will learn to splice if I have to...and then that someone will let me borrow those make-me-laugh women so I can sit and love them and love eating brownies.
Please help me.