She came, she went and she left quite a mess. I chose to ride out her furry at my parents house in Connecticut, worried that my steps in the city would be limited to the footsteps of my 500 square foot apartment. Plus, after a weekend of togetherness with everyone home, including baby niece Dodo, I was relishing in the comfort of being surrounded by nostalgia as the skies grew dark and the wind threatened to lift the house. The damage was powerful out in the country with trees down on every corner, bringing power lines hostage as they fell. While Sandy had her fun outside, we celebrated an anniversary and two birthdays, carved pumpkins, took walks in between the storm, cried from laughing to hard, laughed from crying over spilled milk and sang to the youngest member of the clan. My father even gave us a tutorial of how to vacuum properly, leaving a pattern with each push of the machine...quite the excitement of country living. Good news is he has a day job which keeps him quite busy, otherwise their power might go out more often from blown fuses! With cabin fever came a few anxious moments but nothing that a little dancing and come on's couldn't negotiate. Plus, Sandy really was a scheme of my little brother's to keep us all home so that we could celebrate his 21st birthday together. Instead of a snow day he chose a Sandy day. Quite the perfect plan. This exceptional stud sure knows how to throw a party. And I was thrilled that he included me in the planning. With trains out until who knows when, and work looming tomorrow (I can walk to work so no more Sandy days for me), my sister and I drove back in to NYC this afternoon, saddened to leave the fun behind but knowing that reality had to come some time. Back in NYC, the streets were alive with people, all happy to come out from seclusion, taking the aftermath in stride with bars welcoming the powered and the powerless. Up where I live, Sandy left little sign that she was ever here but I know her stay was much too long for many others, especially downtown. So tonight I hope for sunshine tomorrow, receding water lines and a call from my brother with another scheme in mind to get into some trouble. Sweet dreams.
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| Birthday Fun |
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| Sandy's way |
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| The city that never sleeps, even after a Sandy |
