When the temperature is above 100 degrees and the power goes out for 6 hours, do we curl up in a corner and cry? Heck to the no. I channeled my inner Laura Ingalls and fired up the BBQ grill to cook the casserole I had ready to go into my dead-to-the-world oven. No problem...turns out BBQ'ing a casserole is just fine...we even added a few pieces of bread on the higher rack to whip up some toast to go along with it! Power-schmower. Who needs it?!?
When it got dark, we did a little old-fashioned family shadow dancing with a camping lantern and some tunes from a crank radio.
Really, bring on the apocalypse. We're ready to take it on...until we get too hot...and tired...and frustrated...and just want to watch a little on-demand tv...and not go to the bathroom in the dark. But other than that, we're so ready.
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