Thar she blows…Irene that is. I am left without power except for the power within which is the force behind staying true to my goal of blogging every day for a year. Kudos to my smart phone for making this possible. All is well on the homefront…only a limb or two lost. I have snuggled up in my chair near the window with the September fashion magazines for some guiltless shopping made sweeter by the cup of coffee I brewed on the gas grill. See, we are never really powerless to make the most out of a bad situation. In a few hours it will be dark but I will be at a post hurricane get-together with good food, friends, and a generator. We will celebrate and worry about the aftermath tomorrow. Good night, Irene.