It was Thursday evening, around 7 o'clock, I had just finished giving Laura a shower, in fact she was still in the shower stall, when all of a sudden this extremely strong wind began to blow. A few seconds later we heard a horrible crashing sound and then the electricity was out. By that time there was a full-scale storm going on, the tall trees in our yard were bending as if made of rubber, and the horrific wind continued.
Shortly afterwards, my brother spotted a large gap in our wall. The noise from the storm was so overpowering that we didn't hear the tree crashing onto the wall.
When the storm subsided we could see some of the damage caused by it: roof tiles shattered on the ground, another tree fell onto the dog kennel, large branches strewn here and there, one of which flew from a tree across the street and broke part of our rain gutter (the first big crash we heard). Thankfully, it missed the roof by centimeters, if not, the damage would have much worse. Also, the guys were able to block the gap in the wall to the best of their ability.
As freaky as the storm was, what was somewhat worse was the fact that we then went without electricity for almost 48 hours. Obviously it was a set-back work-wise since there's only so much that can be done without electicity, such as organize files, papers, and the like.
We were able to enjoy ourselves though, even without electricity. We made a fire, roasted marshmallows, had wine, bread, sausages, and other yummy things on Friday night. It was freezing anyways, so what better way to warm ourselves than by sitting next to a crackling fire on a moon-lit night.
On Saturday my dad, brother, and I went to a beer festival that was being held in a neighboring town. Now that was delightful beyond words! Spending a crisp, sunny, winter afternoon drinking different kinds of beer and eating typical dishes from this region was very nice, especially after what we'd just been through. My wonderful husband stayed home with the girls so that I could go out and enjoy myself. Thanks, Love!
Hole in the wall:
My brother helping block the hole:
Alina wanted to see what had happened during the storm before going to school:
Everyone feels the cold. Not him. The boys got a bit carried away with the event, hence the swords on the table for "protection".
The Foother and Moother:
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