Have you ever watched that show "Everest" and contemplated your odds of reaching the summit? I've always known that I wouldn't make it past base camp. I have toes that freeze when the temperatures plummet below about 70 degrees. So when we lost power on Monday and the temperature outside was in the teens, I knew we were in dire straits.
Bruder was huddled up with friends and the rest of put on coats and hats and multiple layers of socks. We do have a gas fireplace, four of them actually, but they all have electric switches to turn them on rendering them useless. Yesterday we brought sleeping bags and and pillows and lots of board games to Lyle's dental office and we've been here since, contemplating Thanksgiving dinner at a local restaurant.