Sun, sun, go away!

We're having severe winter storms today. Again. Still.
Yesterday the power went out about 1 am & didn't return until 6:45 in the morning, just in time for my morning IPV treatment. Boy, was Mom ticked! Sam keeps forgetting to fix our generator & of course, we only remember that vital fact when we need it. The storm blew hard all day, sometimes dimming the lights (which is why I couldn't post my semi-daily/weekly journal) & yet amongst thebrownoutsthere was an hour of sunshine. When my respite worker Tessa came in at 8:30am, she said the car next to hers at her apartment had been hit by a large branch. Glad she never parks under the trees.
All in all, I enjoyed the day. I'm the only one I know who thrives on these kinds of storms. Mom says it's because I was born so close to the airport you could see the rivets on the jumbo jets. It could explain my affinity for loud, deep sounds like roaring lions & waterfalls.
Around 5:30pm the power began to flicker & finally went out by 6:30, so we brought Nana over to spend the night because our heater still worked. While the erstwhile Sam did buy the needed sparkplug for the generator, he was too exhausted (insert Scarlett O'Hara gesture) to install it.