So, Arvada, where our current apartment is, was assaulted Monday night by a freak thunderstorm with sheets of hail. I come from thunderstorm country, so this wasn't exactly terrifying, but I have never seen hail come down in sheets like that. Well, the hail took its toll, and our power was out for 8 hours yesterday.
Quite tragically, this forced me to eat dinner out, alone, since we had nothing in the house that could be eaten without cooking, toasting, or microwaving. I was also forced to avoid packing since the apartment was black; shucks.
Instead of sitting at home in the dark silence, I went and watched our company softball team get their pants beat off. I think even if I'd had power, I still would have prefered laughing hysterically at my co-workers dropping grounders and pop flys and swinging wildly at balls picthed a full foot over their heads. While I had to pay a dollar to get in to watch, the experience was truly priceless!
On an unrelated note, I have to share that at least 10 people have asked me if Andy is moving with me to Minnesota. "Well, I'm going for three years, and he might miss me after awhile, so yes, he is moving with me." Really? You thought he would just send me up there and send me care packages each month?
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Correction, I'm sending my clone. The human stays here.
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