Last night our family Christmas celebration began with a power outage. Someone decided to drive their car through a power pole. We made the best of it and enjoyed a candlelit prime rib dinner.
Marcus enjoyed grilled pea puree. We had to grill his dinner because it was still frozen at dinner time.
Dinner was great. After eating, we spent some time trying to get a power source so we could open presents. Our new generator did not work very well, so I used an inverter from our truck to run a single lamp. Here is a picture of Marcus with my parents preparing to open presents.
Elena opened all presents within a 6' radius. I think she could have opened presents all night long.
Meanwhile, Marcus alternated between chewing on ribbons and wrapping paper.
The rest of the night was uneventful once we convinced Elena that there weren't any snakes in her room. The power came back on, and after resetting some breakers I thought everything was cool. At about 3 am, Karen informed me that things were REALLY cool in the house. Our furnace wasn't working. We used the last pellets for the pellet stove on Sunday, and I didn't make it to the store to get more. When we got up, the house was 56 degrees.
Luckily, John came by for coffee and offered up some pellets. The stove has been roaring ever since. We spent most of the day rotating the kids between the sauna (basement) and the arctic upstairs. Luis checked out our furnace and confirmed that he would need to order a part. The same part went out during a heat wave last summer and it took five days to arrive.
I spent most of the morning in a foul mood. In addition to the furnace, the shop thermostat and kitchen lighting also quit working. Worse yet, it was too windy to go bird hunting. Fortunately, "Santa" (Lisa and Luis) brought us one last bit of Christmas cheer: fart putty. The audio isn't great, but you can get the idea from the video. Sprout howled for a long time over this little stunt. Karen wasn't nearly as impressed, but agreed that this was the turning point in our day.
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