Living like the Amish.

The road of life is rocky and you may stumble too,
So while you point your fingers someone else is judging you.
~ Bob Marley, Could You Be Loved

Friday night, a nasty storm came ripping through our county.  Not only did we lose our power for several days, but many people lost their homes.  I am grateful that my house, as well as Tiffany’s, is still standing and that neither endured much damage.  Not having electricity for a few days definitely sucked, but we made the best of our weekend by barbecuing, lounging in the pool and setting off fireworks.

Friday kicked off the beginning to an awesome weekend.  I took Lucas into town with me Friday afternoon to run errands.  He’s a complete pain in the rear, but we had a good time running errands.  After I dropped him off, I headed into town to watch Max’s ball game and made it home just in time for the storm to hit. Our plans of cooking out Friday evening went down the train, so we had Taco Bell with candlelight instead.  Max and Emmy fell asleep way before dinner arrived, so Tiffany and I were trying to find ways to entertain Anna without the  use of electricity.  Lucas let her shoot off some Roman Candles for a while, then Anna came in the house and had fun courtesy of my bra and digital camera.

Saturday brought better times, though we were still without power.  Tiffany and I ran some errands for her grandmother, picked up Randy, grabbed some beverages and lunch.  We met up at the house for about an hour before deciding it was a good day for swimming.  We were floating around in the pool for about twenty-thirty minutes before the guys decided to come in to town and join in on the festivities.  Once swimming became boring again, we all headed back out to the homestead to shoot off more fireworks, start up the bonfire and throw some food on the grill.  Highlight of the night included:

• Jager bombs with Randy
• Fire safety with Lucas & Randy
• Cuddling with Anna in the lawn chair
• Singing “Crazy Bitch” with Randy as loudly as possible
• Trying to disappear from the crowd, only to be followed ?
• Anna’s impersonations
• Whispering Eye
• Cherry Chapstick

Sunday was not overly exciting.  The gang came over to float around in the pool, I made spaghetti dinner and we had hours of laughter, discussing the night before.  There were things about Saturday that I wish I could take back, but then again, it is what it is.  Those moments, even the bad ones, are what makes it one of the best nights I’ve had in a long time.