Goodnight Irene

Five days without electricity. Running to the basement during the worst of the storm because we (well, mostly Chris) were worried the large tree in front was going to come down squarely onto our roof. Bridget falling asleep in the basement because 1) Chris told us to go down there and 2) what else is there to do in a dark basement while you're lying on the floor waiting for the power to be restored? However, we braved the storm and ended up with lots of firewood for the wintertime. So, thanks Irene - for saving us the money we would have otherwise spent on a cord of wood.