After five days of cold showers, grilled food, and the continuous rumble of generators,  at 8:27 pm last night, there was.

Craig and I were so excited we were high-fiving like we won the Super Bowl.  Imagine, two grown folks skipping (yes, we skipped) through the house, turning on lights and flipping switches just because we wanted to see the lights comes on.

Oh, little blog, how I’ve missed you.
Oh, Electricity, you fickle mistress, I promise never to take you for granted again.