So the short story is that Hurricane Irene came and took away our power and my will to live.
The good news is that we are on vacation at my parents’ dacha in the Catskills and every one is safe.
The bad news is that we have no electricity and also for reasons that I don’t understand, when you’re at the dacha, you need electricity to have running water for fun things like taking a shower, doing the dishes and flushing the toilet.
So we’ve been without electricity without two days and things are going as well as can be expected.
We have a fireplace and have been heating up Chef Boyardee there. Like savages with a sodium imbalance.
I called Mama (who’s in Queens, enjoying all the luxury that electricity has to offer) and she said “pretend you’re a pioneer! It could be fun.”
Yes, Mama said that because she knows that the local bridges in the Catskills have washed out so I can’t drive over to kill her.
But we’re managing.
Tonight at dinner Husbandrinka said, “it certainly will be nice to take a shower some day. And do the dishes.”
He was almost wistful.
Which I think means that he has agreed to do dishes for the duration of our marriage, if the good Lord blesses us with electricity someday.
One year ago ...
- A Discussion with Mama - 2012