I adore Devoted Spouse, y’all know that. But the man just cracks me up so bad sometimes. My last post was about how we weathered a storm (sorry bad pun) using his Survival Skill Set. There was so much more I could have told you about that night and about Survival Man but the post was long enough. So I decided to regale you with one more Survival story regarding this dear sweet man who has every survival kit, gadget, book, magazine, ever made.
The evening of the storm our power went out. Of course, I frantically searched for a flashlight. I’ll give Devoted Spouse, I mean Survival Man, credit, he had a flashlight where he could locate it quickly and easily. I, on the other hand, had to grope my way through the house, up the stairs and across our master bedroom to my nightstand, open it, and rummage through hoping that the teensy LED flashlight was in there and still worked. Yes it was and yes it did. We were set.
We went downstairs and lit candles but as I noticed the winds starting to get much stronger, I wanted to get away from the windows. There really are few places in this house one can escape windows: 2 bathrooms and a walk-in (albeit small) closet. One of the bathrooms is just a half bath and there’s no way you can squeeze in two grown people and an 80 lb dog. The other bathroom would work but it would be a fight as to who got the tub and who had to lie on the floor w/the dog (she won’t get in a tub for any amount of treats). So it was the somewhat small master bedroom closet where we lodged for a couple hours.
While in there in the semi-darkness (I had a small Yankee Candle lit and up on a mini-dresser out of the way of the dog’s tail) we chatted about Survival and the fact that Survival Man is not prepared anywhere for an emergency except in his head. I was also bemoaning the fact that my cell phone had not been charged that day and my battery was very low so I had to turn off my phone to keep it in case of an emergency (for example if I truly needed chocolate I could call one of my friends to bring some…you know…a real emergency). Plus, I couldn’t get on FB and that was truly annoying to me.
Survival Man reminded me of one of his gadgets and I thought I was gonna die I laughed so hard. See pic below:
That’s an American Red Cross emergency radio and it uses a hand crank. It also has a USB port and you can actually plug in your cell phone and hand-crank its battery. I am not making this up. Survival Man actually suggested we do this. I had this image in my brain of me and Survival Man taking turns with the hand crank to get some juice into my cell phone and how the power would probably come back on in 1 or 2 days and we’d still be cranking. He was dead serious when he offered me his emergency radio. We never took it out of its box. Although, come to think of it, in a bad storm we should have had it on – but I would not have been the one to do the cranking. I was already cranky.
It’s nice to know that in a storm I can count on Survival Man not necessarily to help me with emergency “stuff” but to give me a good laugh and take my mind off the situation for a few minutes…sigh…