First the cable (and hence my internet) went out this afternoon sometime around 2:30pm or so (14:30), it was out a good chunk of the day... and it didn't get any better!
- Cable finally restored sometime after 5:00pm (17:00)
- Twenty-five or thirty minutes later, the power went out for about a half an hour (never did know why the power went out--that time, anyway).
- When the power came back on, we discovered that the cable was out again--this time the phone line and cell towers were out, too.
- Cable back on a half hour later--no phone.
- Ten minutes later, about 7:00pm (19:00) a transformer exploded around the corner--I saw the flash in the window as I was standing in the kitchen getting ready to make dinner.
- During this power outage, I carried a portable propane emergency heater and the campstove in from the garage (unattached of course, which meant trooping through the slush and ice) so I could finally cook dinner out in the utility room--somewhere a little after 9:00pm (21:00)--Don't worry, my mother and I are both Army veterans, we know all about proper ventilation and limited use with these items... Though Mom would have to sit across the room from the heater with her O2 tank.
- In the middle of hauling in the emergency equipment, I discovered that the phone was back on, because my aunt (aka my "other mother" because she mothers everyone in the family) called to let me know that if I needed to, one of her rental houses was vacant and still had electric and heat and I was welcome to pack up Mom and the dogs and head over to use it--which I would be doing if the electric didn't come back in... God love her! had she gotten through before I started hauling the equipment, I would have been scraping the ice off the 4x4 Jeep and packing up the household. I also have a deep suspicion that she called her son, who is one of the supervisors for the local power utility, to have him get one of his crews over to his aunt's (my mother's) house and get the power back on--as typical in my Catholic family, I'm sure some form of guilt was involved there--most likely along the lines of "his poor, disable aunt (my mother), who served her country in the military and over thirty years of nursing, couldn't run her oxygen machine" (even though there is about a day's worth of O2 in the portable tanks)...
- After three hours without electricity, the transformer was fixed (replaced) and power back on--less than an hour after my aunt called...(this was about thirty minutes after I had set up the campsotve out in the utility room and made burgers and pork & beans...I knew we should have bought the gas stove/cooker instead of the glasstop electric stove/cooker!)
- As the utility crew that replaced the transformer was packing up to leave, a tree snapped in half from all the ice and took down the main power line--they managed to get power restored this time in less than five minute (God Bless them!)
In the middle of all this madness... It is raining outside. Cold rain, almost ice or sleet, but not quite... Of course, my ever-so-stubborn-bulldog will not go out and do his "business" outside in cold rain. I kept running him out, and he would get mad because I'd make him go out into the yard, where he would just turn around and glare at me for making him get wet (no don't suggest umbrellas or slickers, I've tried them to no avail with him!). I even caught him acting like he was going into the other room to get a drink, and as I rounded the corner into the kitchen to check up on him, he hikes his leg up to take a whizz (or as the Brits say "have a slash")... despite yelling at him as I saw the leg go up, which normally will stop him, he continues to start a puddle until I physically push him and herd him back out the back door and into the yard, where, you guessed it, he spent the next ten minutes just standing in the middle of the yard glaring at me for making him get wet!
So far, so good... it's been two hours with everything back up and running, the dogs are fed, Chief finally took a whizz outside (even in the cold rain), the dogs are now tucked in and content (as evidenced by the loud snoring coming from behind me) and the household is back to normal...for now...