Finally Friday

We lost another tree in the storms last night; it got pretty rough around here. We were without power for several hours as the a line of thunderstorms battered the county. It was like a fireworks show outside our home. We live out in the county, and between lightning strikes it was pitch black. Poor Maggie. Not only is she scared of storms, but we've discovered she must be scared of the dark too, because she hated it in the laundry room. She's usually satisfied to be inside, so we figured it must have been the dark.

CWG, Jr. had brought home a party sub and chips, and we ate supper by candlelight. We found a battery operated transister in my son's room that we managed to get the weather reports on. I rummaged in all the drawers for batteries to the weather radio I had stashed in the closet, but to no avail. So much for emergency preparedness. Even the flashlight batteries were run down. You should have seen me padding around barefoot in the garage trying to find it. Then it dawned on CWG, Jr. to open the car door, duh. Instant garage light. LOL.

I was lost without my electronics. I couldn't turn the television on to get the latest radar reports. I couldn't log on to weatherbug; I couldn't even call my family there for awhile. Water must have gotten in the phone lines. Our main phone was dead, and our cell phones had no signal. We were basically just sitting ducks. Well after midnight, my six-year-old finally settled down at the foot of our bed. We prayed that angels would surround our home and keep it together. We prayed that God would keep the trees from falling on our home. We prayed that he would keep all our family safe. After a few short hours of sleep, we awoke to find that God had been faithful to answer our prayers.

We got my father-in-law back home from rehab today. He is a lot stronger, and his mind seems clear today. Today is his 77th birthday, so we're going over in a just a bit to have cake and ice cream with him. Keep praying for him. A few years back my husband had a talk with him about his spiritual condition, and Dad assured him that he had made his peace with God. Yet, while in the nursing home he had mentioned on more than one occasion about just ending it all. I think he feels useless and helpless. I'm sure that being in skilled nursing days on end did not help his depression. He seemed satisfied to be getting back to his recliner. Still, CNA's are hard to come by, and I have my doubts about how long this will last. It's not my decision though. It's his children's. We're taking it all one day at a time.

After that, CWGIII has a t-ball game, and I can just imagine what he will look like when it's over. The sun has shone all day, but the field is bound to be still muddy. Thank goodness they are taking the pictures before the game. So it's been a busy day. (I typed all day yesterday, transcribed 118 pages. But I'm not complaining, no way. THANK YOU GOD FOR THE WORK!!)

And what are you all up to? Big plans for the holiday? Somebody grill me a big steak!