We had a power outage over the weekend.
(Power outages in general always make for interesting stories, right?)
We live on the 2nd floor of a 15-story apartment building. The day after our water heater got fixed, (hooray for hot water!)…our power shut down, and since it was a holiday weekend (Columbus Day is big around here, who knew?) we knew we’d be very lucky to find any help.
Well, to make a long story short, we did find help, & in the process, Jared met our neighbor, Walter Hermann, former NBA player. So cool! I ran into him the week before a few times which is bizarre in & of itself. We knew he lived in our building, but we didn’t realize that he lived directly below us. That’s right, he hears everything we do…everything. (He told Jared that he knew we lived above him. I’m not sure how to interpret that. Are we Americans a novelty, too?! Wait, we’re probably just really loud & annoying. Carlie has a scream that’ll knock your socks off – or make you go deaf, one of the two). Him & his wife have two little girls the same ages as ours, so is a play-date in order? I’m trying to figure out how to initiate something like that without coming across like I’m stalking him. The fact that I posted his picture on my blog might be stalking already though…
He is a huge celebrity here in Argentina which makes things a little interesting every now & then. Our reserved parking spot (where lies our light blue minivan), is right next to his smoking black jaguar. My only hope is that I won’t dent it. Oh, that would be very very bad. (Good thing we have sliding doors).
Our power is not completely fixed. In fact, it’s gone out 3 times in the course of doing this post. So be it. I just hope to experience another hot shower soon. I’ll trade our dining room light, bedroom light, & freezer for hot water, I think. Candle light dinner anyone?