Thursday

~4pm :

-lights out.

-on the phone with client in cleveland...their lights out.

-look out window to times square...dark.

-41 st floor.

-people panicking.

-me in heels puts on some SpongeBob slippers and says PEACE.

-my brother and i fly down the stairwell as people laugh at my shoes.

-finally make it home.

-cell phones out.

-walk up the dark stairwell to find the super's grandmother stuck in the elevator.

-spend the next 2 hours trying to pry her out.

-she's out!

-open fridge...no water, no food, no nothing.

-run through the sea of people walking uptown to the pitch black corner bodega swarming with people grabbing everything they could hold.

-out of candles...shit.

-its hot. no A/C.

-chill out on the front stoop with neighbors gathered around radio.

-not terrorism they say, just a major power failure to hit as far as Ohio and Canada.

-people stop to listen.

-brothers wife shows up...he breathes a sigh of relief.

-firemen show up for the elevator...too late.

-go back upstairs to get glass of warm water.

-chilling...

7pm:

-other brother shows up...in tow with 4 of his overgrown big ass employees (fitness trainers they are)

-immediately they go on a hunt for liquor.

-sun starting to set...still no candles.

-run down to supers to make phone call to assure safety and borrow some candles.

-back upstairs.

7:30pm:

-Knock,Knock

-my girl from work panicked and out of breath..."come in" i say. "wait, its not just me."

-run downstairs to see her, her 2 younger sisters and her younger brother with huge suitcases.

-AHHHHhhh!!! small ass apartment, shitload of people, no A/C and limited food.

-gotta get more supplies.

-run out and bring back basics, pasta, bread, pb&j, water, water, water...and only 4 little candles left.

-back at the house, brothers back with bottle of rum, friends little brother scared shitless...me...assuming mother role.

-calm the little ones down advise people to take shower to cool off and to spend as much time outside as possible to let the place cool off.

-make big ass dinner.

-brothers wife complaining...i don't give a shit.

-everyone eats...

8:30 pm:

-officially dark

-light the little candles i can while people take turns with the shower.

-2 brothers and boys leave to check out the dark scene and act a fool.

-i'm left with still a full house and still a complaining sister inlaw...still don't care.

-candles melting fast

-no flashlight.

-shower radio on...we're grroving.

-little ones are chilling decide to walk them to corner to experience this once in a lifetime experience.

-wow...stars in NYC. unreal.

-walk them back.

10pm:

-me and my girl leave again to check out times square in the dark with no flashlight no traffic lights...nearly impossible to cross the street safely as cars zoom by.

-luckily guardian angel doing his civic duty excorts us.

-make it to times square, still no cell service.

-PITCH BLACK...SURREAL. the city that never sleeps is finally sleeping. for once there isn't a sea of people rushing from one corner to the next, all are at a stand still looking up in awe.

-no lights in times square, people still stuck in my building that will have to sleep in the TRL studio tonight....i would offer but already have a full house.

-all the little people making LOOT, line for Mr. Softie is around the corner, hot dogs priced at $4 with bottles of water for $3, cabs chargin $100 to go to the outerboroughs...its insane.

-poor tourists, walking back home we have to walk over them sleeping on the sidewalk unable to get into their elcotronic key card activated hotel rooms.

-back at the house, boys are back, people chilling.

11pm:

-start making accomodations.

-people on the floor, on the couch, in the beds, no room to walk, no light to see where to walk.

-other brother and wife decide to leave and go to friends house, as she is still complaining and i still don't want to hear it (am i horrible?)

-brothers boys all half naked in the heat laying next to each other on floor and bed still not trying to touch each other.

1am:

-finally get to bed after jokes, laughs and an all around good time.

-it's HOT, pass out with cold wet towel on face.

Friday

9:30am:

-Wake up!

-Make big pancake breakfast (good thing i have a gas stove unlike the more common electric stove in NYC)

10:30am:

-try to find music on radio and find Ed Lover from Power 105 (hip hop station) on at Z100 (rock) they joined forces since Power 105 was out of power. that shit is great.

-on radio mayor delcares a state of emergency, callin to work just to make sure and the lines are down...i jump for joy.

-decide to try and get my car out the garage.

-still no power.

-garage is pitch black with one guy and a flashlight trying to find the cars for the line of people waiting.

-bullshit.

-embark down the dark ass ramp with no light to find my car...

-WHOOHOO!! car is bright as hell that i find it! and i find the spare key i gave them after some serious searching.

-steal my car.

-people in line hating.

-i started a revolution, they all start to look for themselves.

-didn't pay for the past 3 days in the garage...i BROKE OUT!

11am:

-2 of my brothers boys and my girl and her siblings get scooped up.

-just me, my bro and 2 of his boys left.

-place is a mess.

-cleaning...

3pm:

-i bounce....

-traffic lights still barely working.

-lines for gas stations 2 blocks line cause ing the backup onn the main streets.

-many stationgs OUT OF GAS.

-finally make it to the turnpike...bumper to bumper.

11pm:

-in DC...damn that took forever.

Today:

-pain can not describe the feeling i have excruciatingly have had to deal with since thursday.

-last week was shot to hell and now with my computer half ass working (still no email) i am expected to make up a weeks work today.

-i have people screaming voicemail on my phone...i don't need this right now.

-legs are killing me!

those 41 flights hurt so bad, who knew!

can barely walk and definitely can't walk down stairs for a good while.

-took the bus back from DC, so now neck is hurting too, not to mention my arms from my tarzan stunt at the swimming hole yesterday.

-oh well, my email is still out and this seems to be the only thing working, lucky me.

-my clients will just have to deal today. cause i don't care.

-i want to sleep in my big bed by myself with the A/C on blast.