Wednesday, our day started out with a dark feeling. First I went to the kitchen and started the coffee. Everything was fine until I got out of the shower and was attempting to get dressed. I say attempting because the power went off and when it is off at 6 a.m. it is TOTALLY dark! I knew where MY body parts were, but I wasn’t sure about the clothing I put on the counter….frontwards?? Backwards???
I keep a flashlight in the bathroom because our power IS so very dependable (ha, ha). I should remember as often as I need the flashlight that it would do me good to replace batteries every once in a while. Fortunately my trusty "two lightening bug bright” light made it all the way to the kitchen so I could get a "5 lightening bug bright” light (meaning the batteries were a bit better). From there, I made it to the office so I could shut down the computer (I have a battery back up…learned that EARLY on) and call Newberry Water and Light supervisor. From there, I went back to the kitchen and started looking for candles.
I managed to get 5 candles lit; one vanilla cookie, one musk, one that smells like a sexy, clean man, one peppermint and one bayberry scented. I had to leave three of them in the kitchen so Chewy could see (remember, she has a very hard time seeing in the daylight, let alone the dark). With a start I remembered that the coffee should be done! HALLELUJAH!!! I at least could cart my coffee around in the dark with me!
By this time, Dan finally woke up and wanted to know if the power was off. I think his first clue was that it was TOTALLY dark (see the first paragraph). So I found his little flashlight and took it to him….not that he planned on going anywhere.
With all the various scented candles, I think I finally grasped what my Grandma meant when she referred to a neighbor lady who wore too much perfume; “She smells like a French whore house.” I never got the nerve to ask Grandma exactly how she would be on familiar terms with that particular smell.
Well, the power came on about 20 minutes later. Dan had fallen back to sleep and I started blowing out the flames on the 5 fairly large candles. Did I ever tell you we have an extremely sensitive smoke detector in the living room??? Well, we do. Dan was not very happy to be brought out of his slumber by that sound. And probably tonight, Nick, the Husky, will have a seizure; he doesn’t like the sound either and usually reacts to it by having an epileptic seizure. Chewy can’t hear so she could care less. At this time the odor of the French woman was replaced by the stink of smoldering wicks and smoke. Chewy does have a very good nose and she was not pleased with the scent. Nick and Dan were still yammering about the smoke alarm going off and both of them telling me how rude I am. I was enjoying my second mug of coffee. All is right in the world again. The day can only get better from here on out.
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