Back on the Grid

After 48 hours we are back on the ComEd power grid. While we were a lot better off than the rest of our neighborhood, with the generator and all, it was still stressful. Friday's party went well despite the circumstances. Mother Nature really helped me out by making it less obvious that I had not planned very much at all for this party. My mom and mother in law came over Friday during the day to "help out" by watching the kids while I cleaned up and got ready. Why is it that whenever Tim's mom comes over to help I end up making her lunch and catering to her? Seriously, don't tell me you are here to watch the kids when you are standing out front talking on your cell and smoking. The worst is that my mom is just as bad. The two of them kept leaving the girls to their own devices while they did random (and quite unhelpful) stuff around my house. Gee Mom that nap you took really helped me out. And Kathy, thanks again for dropping that tub of salsa on the kitchen floor, as you said I needed to clean it anyway.
Once the mothers and the children left, party planning went rather well. This whole generator thing was actually quite fantastic, even though we were not using EVERYTHING electric in the house, it was nice to know that I possibly could. So at 7pm on the button Bridezilla's groom's friends started showing up. They are a nice enough bunch, our Infertile Friends (I've told you about them, right?) were here and and it is always good to see them. Our neighbor came by and joined the party, which is another blog post entirely. The lows were a broken thigh bone (dude kicked a hippity hop someone was sitting on, and is having surgery tomorrow) and Tim doing shots, but all in all it was a good time.
I spent most of Saturday feeling pretty guilty about having power when everyone else didn't, and we gave the generator a rest while we went out for lunch so that Tim could nurse his hangover. We finally got power back late last night. Our neighbor came over (again) to celebrate, and (again) stayed way too late.
Things are getting back to normal now that I can return to my routine of doing endless loads of laundry, and the kids are over tired after a weekend of having daddy home.
Hooray! The storm is over...