We had a bit of a wind and rain storm last night. Our sensationalist Portland news media was calling it “The Perfect Storm.” But, HA! we said to that. We had plans to go out to dinner with some friends to celebrate a birthday (not mine), and so we went.

The restaurant, Roux, was absolutely delightful. It’s been around for about a year or so, but this was the first chance we all had to try it. Anyway, we had appetizers (Hush Puppies and Yummy Sausages) and almost right as our dinner came out, out went the power. Luckily, they had emergency lights, and lots of candles.

Let me say this, we had so much fun – you would think that being in a restaurant with the lights out would be weird, but we had a great time.

So, we finished up our delicious dinner and scooted out – the power was out on the street lights so it was v. v. dark. And, because I am the world’s largest klutz (look it up, it’s a fact) I tripped on a curb and fell in the wet grass. Thank goodness it had been raining a ton, so the ground was fairly soft.

We got home to find out there had been a mudslide in our neighborhood (we live in a hilly type area), and that our power had been out for a bit. But, all is good now, power back on and I slept snugly in my bed after taking many many painkillers to take my post-fall aches away.