I’m not sure where to start with all this Sandy business, so I’ll just jump in from the middle and do a bad job of summarizing the last 84 hours or so. From the terror of seeing entire garbage cans flying down our street like leaves, and imagining the giant steel scaffolding rods across the street doing the same and crashing through my children’s windows; to the moment the internet went out and we thought well…that’s that. It’s all felt like less of a fun little snowday adventure and more of a yikes…are we going to be okay? Even now.
I panicked this morning when I realized I was stupid enough to walk out the door without a full cell phone charge. Continue reading
