Last night the power went out, not once but twice. About twenty minutes into the first round, we decided to go out for dinner. I wanted to go somewhere where we could sit and chat, but Mom just wanted to get something to eat at home. But the joke was on her, because when we got back home the power had gone out again. So there we were in the family room, eating take out by candle light. When the power finally came back on again, I told Mom that I hoped it didn't go out again and it didn't.