First, there was my near death experience.
Then last Shabbos, we lost our power around 1:30am Friday night/Saturday morning and it didn't come back on until 8pm Sunday night. We therefore lost a good deal of food from the freezer and fridge, which did not entirely thrill me. However, the silver lining is that my refrigerator really desperately needed to be cleaned out anyway, and now it's all shiny and pretty. Or something.
Last night, after a week of ghastly heat/humidity, with heat indexes over 100 degrees F, heat advisories, and so on, a cold front rolled in. And when a cold front hits a warm front, apparently this wet stuff comes out of the sky, complete with fireworks and cannons (er, lightning and thunder, that is). And hail. Large hail. It was pretty impressive. We, however, only lost power for 20 or 30 minutes this time, thank heavens. The rest of Silver Spring got pounded pretty badly, though.
Since we weren't pounded as hard as we could have been, I was able to make it to the banquet committee de-brief meeting. I practiced the words "I am not going to be the journal chair again next year" in front of a mirror for 15 minutes. People still didn't believe me. Repeat after me: I am not doing the journal next year.