Yesterday afternoon our family had lunch out. While we were eating it stormed. Bad. I even commented to Jon that the clouds seemed to be going in a circular motion {never a good thing} and the winds were crazy. We came home to downed tree branches, scattered patio furniture, stray animals running around and no electricity. It was about an hour before naptime and honestly all I could think was “Thank You God our sound machine has back-up batteries!” My kids can’t sleep without white noise.

The afternoon felt almost pioneer-y, no noise, no real distractions. The girls even set up a fort under the kitchen table {which, for some reason, screams pioneer to me}. During naptime I started reading Pride and Prescience – a Jane Austen spin off mystery. It seemed quite an appropriate time period for my afternoon. By dinner, the electricity was still out, but since we have a gas stove, we were able to cook. My romantic flare kicked in and I seriously debated cooking a roast in a huge stock pot and serving it in wooden bowls. Instead I made bean and cheese tacos. Always a fast and easy winner with the family.

By dark, we still had no power so we made use of all our Kandela Candles from Leah’s old business. Once the girls were in bed I sat in the living room reading my Jane Austen-eques book and Jonathan said I must be eating all this romance up. Which I was. 😉 Around 1 this morning the power came back and we’ve been living in modern society since. Kind of a shame. I think we might have to have more no-electricity days. It was just too peaceful.