Power outage

I left earlier than usual for belly dance practice this morning. I needed to hit two grocery stores before dance. I’ve been going shopping after dance which doesn’t work because I come out of the gym as hungry as a grizzly bear. Shopping on an empty stomach is never a smart thing for your pocketbook. 

It was super windy driving home; I quickly put the groceries away to make my lunch. It was all I thought about on my ride home. I went to the bathroom before I started lunch, and the power went out. Dammit! 

My husband Marty is an EMT volunteer on our local rescue squad and has scanners and pagers everywhere. One minute after the power went out; a tone went out to the fire department. There was a tree on fire lying on a wire. 

Power goes out like this often, so I knew it wouldn’t be out too long. I still didn’t want to risk opening the refrigerator to get out things for lunch. I nibbled on a couple of things and decided to sit down and write. 

Being on the journey and not the destination, I accepted what the situation was. This is a big change for me. Last year I would have mise en placed my dinner ingredients in the dark. I sat on the couch instead, still hungry, though.

Marty was out, and both of the dogs’ Otto & Klaus, dashed outside through the doggy door as soon as the power went out. It must make them feel safer since they do the same thing during every power outage. I had the couch to myself, and the house was quiet except for the howling wind. 

Now, this is where Marty and I had a difference of options when he came home. I was ok and content with the situation; he said that I was crabby when he came in because I was hungry. 😂 🦀 

The power came back on about 20 minutes later, but it was too late in the day, and I didn’t feel like making what I planned; it would have to wait until tomorrow. Instead, we reheated some leftover pasta fagioli from dinner last night. 

Yes, I probably was a little crabby because I was hungry, but at least I didn’t do anything stupid like cutting my fingers off prepping in the dark. I consider that progress. Now I am off to prep; I am making a more modern version of an old-school food favorite using chicken instead of duck…Chicken a l’Orange.