Thar She Blows

Saturday was cleaning day at our house. Adam finished tearing out the cupboards in the garage and broke down all the soaked wood and put it in piles in the driveway to wait for bulky pick up. We cleaned the house from top to bottom (not your room Adrienne) and the trash cans were overflowing to say the least. Melody cleaned like crazy and I made some comment that it was very Van Houten of her, but in fact, it was so Gordon. Anyway, the house was clean, but the back porch and driveway were full of overflowing garbage and wood debris. That's ok, it's only til Tuesday.

Sunday night we started to hear the wind pick up. We live near hills so when it's windy, it's really extreme. 30 to 40 mile an hour winds. We brought the chair off the front porch into the house and learily watched the pile of wood debris flapping around in the wind. Wet wood is heavy, right? Then the power went out at 10:55 p.m.. That's ok, I was ready for bed, but Adam and Melody, not so much in the dark. So we all stayed up til 12:30 playing cards. We started with Rummy (Adam will not learn euchre), but soon we were playing scat and then spoons by flashlight. Finally, we were too tired to go on and went to bed. At 2:15 a.m., the door bell rang and all the lights in my bedroom came on (I had forgotten to turn them off), so I was up, but everyone else slept through the return to power. The wind was so loud, I was sure that we were having the first known tornados in Glendale.

This morning the wood debris was still pretty much in the driveway and magically the trash was still on the back porch. There were trees down all over the neighborhood, but everything seems ok. Of course I haven't looked in the back yard yet.