My sister and her husband are in the middle of that epic ice storm that hit the Northeast. I wasn't sure I'd be able to get through when I called tonight, but Tim picked up.
They heat the house with a woodstove, so they're warm They have a propane stove, so they can cook, and the porch is cold enough for all the food in the refrigerator. In fact, they were cooking dinner when I called.
And -- this is so romantic I can hardly stand it -- they have matching headlamps. How sweet is that? Robbo and Tim are such a romantic couple.
They had a couple of oil lamps going, so they weren't completely in the dark
There are two things that are a bit inconvenient, though: the well pump is electric, so they're trudging to a nearby stream for water. It takes a bucket to flush the toilet.
"I wish I'd thought to fill the bathtub before we went to sleep last night" Robo said.
The worst, though, is that there's no TV. There's nothing to replace the TV except reading and conversation, which is OK for a day or two, but power could be out for several days.
For a couple of days, it's an adventure; for any longer than that it's a royal pain in the butt.
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