On Thursday morning, branches and ice began to fall. It was scary. The power was still out, and it was 52 degrees in the house. Cayce and I took the girls blankets and pillows, and threw them into our room. We gathered plates, spoons, cups, food and beverages, and paper towels and every candle we owned, and closed ourselves up into the master bedroom. We ate so much junk food. All we did was take naps and be closed up. We had to put all our refrigerated and freezer food outside to keep it good.
we made them a palate on the floor, and that's where they stayed.
My ice cream didn't make it outside, so we poured the melted cream into cups and called it power outage milkshakes
Tired from all the stress and boredom.
Around 5pm, our candles that we had lit, were starting to melt fast. Cayce decided to trek to the store to by some more and to get us a good hot meal. The lady who adopted us for Christmas brought us some chili and crackers for supper. Then I got a phone call from my dad telling me that they got their power back on and to bring the girls over and that we would stay there until our lights came back on. When Cayce got back, we threw so much stuff into the car and left for warmth and running water.
I'll post more later about the stay at my parents and when our power finally came back on.







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