MORE food to keep fresh. Sigh.
It was a dark and stormy day.
I worked hard playing “beat the power outage.” Catherine did the same with all her homework. And Basil helped make sure the mail kept moving.
As of now, we still have power, but it’s been flickering all day. (And went out a couple times briefly.)
Next door, a huge tree limb covers the neighbors’ front yard, and in our back yard and across the street, smaller branches have hit the ground. The wind is howling so hard that we keep finding ourselves holding our collective breath.
Other wives and mothers will appreciate the long efforts I went to balance the food thing, only buying what we need for a few days, carefully serving leftovers, filling holes in the freezer with containers of water that will freeze, using the small extra fridge to hold milk, OJ and yogurt, so we don’t have to open the main fridge if the power poops out.
Yesterday, I made lentil stew in the slow-cooker for us to heat tonight.
So naturally, it made sense for Basil to stop on his way home and get pizza.
Is this a Mars-Venus thing?
Pushing on a Rope 
So funny that we women are thinking mostly about keeping everyone fed! It was a cooking frenzy here today, too. Good luck! Hope the power stays on!
Posted by momshieb | October 29, 2012, 9:01 pmIt must be a man thing! But if you wanted him to bring home pizza, he wouldn’t. We’re having steak, sourdough bread and pickled beets. The beets are leftovers, and the other, comfort foods. We still have power, and now we’ll have leftover steak for sandwiches tomorrow on the leftover sourdough bread. There’s a method to my madness.
I’m assuming you’re all okay. My cousin posted pictures of Binney Park, and it looked familiar to past hurricanes. Byram Beach is pretty much underwater. But the best thing is the number of friends and family who have been writing to find out how we’re doing and telling me they’re following the storm on TV or internet — from Sweden, Denmark and New Zealand as well as across the US. Fascinating time we live in.
Cyndi even checked in; she decided that she was not essential personnel, and, as such, didn’t want to cross the Tappan Zee and risk getting stuck on this end of it. I did offer her a bed here if she got stuck…
Posted by Karen Waggoner | October 29, 2012, 6:53 pm