Remember a week ago, when I wrote a post called Rough Waters asking you, my wonderful readers, to pray for the people of West Virginia, many of whom were without water and power? I didn’t mention it in that post, (because McDaddy doesn’t like for me to mention that we are out-of-town here on the blog, on the off-chance that someone decides to rob us blind) but my fellas and I were approximately 840 miles away visiting McDaddy’s sister and her family in New Hampshire at that time.
Y’all, we couldn’t have picked a better two weeks to be away from home.
With temperatures over 100 degrees for more than a week, our home was WITHOUT POWER for five days.
I’ll give you a moment to process that.
IF we had been at home when all that went down, one of two things would have happened.
1. My fellas and I would have stayed with friends or gotten a hotel room here in town (which is unlikely, because most hotels were FULL!)
2. I would have gnawed my arm while waiting for the internet, TV, and air conditioner to come back on.
I’m not even kidding about that last thing.
Instead, my parents came over (in the sweltering heat, mind you!) and emptied the contents of our fridge and freezer, moved the hamsters downstairs to a cooler part of the house, and kept a check on the garage to make sure my beloved SKY was safe from harm and danger.
We’ve been home approximately eight hours. The bags are unpacked, McDaddy has replaced all the crazy light bulbs in our great room with BRIGHT LED lights, the boys are bathed, we’re watching the Yankees put it to the RedSox, and I took the SKY out for a drive today.
All is right with my world.
Things could have been much different tonight, however.
My dad called a few nights ago with a story so crazy, he immediately said, I’ve got a story for your blog. Folks, its something that could only happen here at the McResidence.
To make an incredibly long story short, my dad, my wonderful dad who looks after things when we are away, while taking the hamsters down the stairs in search of a cool room on Sunday, somehow managed to knock the exercise wheel lose from the cage. When he came back on Tuesday, the wheel was in the floor and he didn’t see either hamster in the cage. Thinking they may come back, he opened the door to the cage and placed a pillow in front of the door so that the hamsters could get back IN the cage if they decided to come back. He
prayed came back on Thursday, and still didn’t see the hamsters in the cage. He carried the cage up the stairs and noticed something moving inside. In the cage, under a bundle of bedding, he saw one of the hamsters, and upon closer examination, the other one curled up beside of him.
Now, the funny thing is, we have no earthly idea if the hamsters were ever out of the cage, or if they were in the cage the entire time, hiding under the bedding.
I find it very odd that the door to that cage was open for TWO WHOLE DAYS without those two jokers going AWOL. And if they DID decide to take a little journey, I’m glad they decided to get back in their house before we returned home.
I would not sleep well knowing there were two rodents loose in the house.
Yes, I said rodents.
In the cage, they are hamsters. Loose in the house, they are rodents.
And they are fair game.
Another storm blew through here today around 4 PM (while I was out in the SKY). Thankfully, this storm didn’t take our power hostage. Many people who just recently had their power restored lost it again today. Believe me when I say I prayed that we’d keep our power.
Mostly because I enjoy being comfortable, but also because I need both of my arms.
You know, in case I need to catch a hamster.
Have a great Monday, y’all!