This morning at 6:00 a.m., as I lay sleeping on the sofa (long story), I heard a "smack" sound. I sat up and looked out of the window, and saw that a car had hit an electric pole directly across the street from my house. The driver was fine. The car and pole were not. There were pieces of splintered wood all over the snow covered road.
The police and fire dudes and ambulance showed up. The road was blocked off, and some guys looked the pole up and down. The car couldn't be shut off, so they left it running. At 7:30 a.m. there were three loud popping sounds, the transformer literally blew off of the pole, the right side of the pole burst into flames, and the wire dropped down onto Cute Hubby's truck. Oh yeah, and we lost our electricity. It was 20 effing degrees outside and we had no heat. The temperature inside the house started to dip. It was time to wake up Cute Hubby and give him the good news. Also asleep were oldest daughter and Babyzilla, who spent the night because they were snowed in. Babyzilla has a cold. On the other sofa was my youngest daughter, who just moved back home, and who's 22nd birthday is today. I can't imagine a better way to start a birthday than to wake up on a monagahyde sofa in a freezing room, can you?
So far, three different electric company trucks had come and gone. It was time to take action. Cute Hubby was awakened and sent outside to dig out the cars. The girls and I packed up our stuff, got into our newly liberated cars, and hightailed it to oldest daughter's place to wait it out. Cute Hubby was left behind to deal with his new survivalist situation. What? He was o.k., he walked down to the gas station for a cup of coffee, and promised to call if the electric was fixed. It was. Pretty darn fast too, about two hours later. Having showered and eaten at oldest daughter's place, youngest daughter & I returned to the house well fed and refreshed. Cute Hubby looked tired.
It turned out to be a good day after all. There was work, and shopping, and some general hanging out; not neccesarily in that order. Who says you can't have fun in a snow storm?