Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Fort Stever

While Hurricane Irene ripped through the city, the Stevers went into deep hibernation.  See below for details on the weekend spent at "Fort Stever."

The Base Camp: Fort Stever
We moved our mattress onto the floor and away from the windows.  But just to be sure that if our windows shattered, the glass wouldn't hit us, we built a fort on the bed frame made of Crate and Barrel couch cushions, which I hear really "stand up" to 85 mph winds strong enough to blow out windows:)  At least we felt safer behind the mass of feather-filled, "indestructible" pillows.



Drink, Eat, Repeat
As true New Yorkers, we did what every indigenous NYC person does during times of crisis:  Drink a lot of booze and eat a lot of food.  Drink, as shown below, is called the "Hurricane Hero," named after my brave husband who claimed he was not scared of Irene and would protect me from her wrath  (Fort Stever was his idea so as you can see that I was indeed safe under his watch).  Cocktail is mostly vodka, a little lemonade and fresh lime juice shaken and served chilled.  Guacamole was made fresh, and I managed to get a few bites in before Bob polished it off and licked the bowl clean which he explained as a proactive measure, just in case the power went out and dish washer wasn't working.  He is so thoughtful and selfless.




Holding It Together
As we sat wondering what Hurricane Irene was capable of, we decided it would make us both feel better, and give us something to do, to adhere duck tape to the windows in a strange formation.  Pretty sure this does nothing, but we felt safer and Ziggy inspected our work and confirmed feigned feeling of safety.



Boredom Sets In
After hours of moving from the couch to the refrigerator and back to the couch, and watching all of our favorite TV shows, boredom began to set in.  So much so that the highlight of Bob's day was dropping a tangerine on his shirt which created what he saw as a "smiley face."  His enthusiasm upon seeing the "face" in the stain was so intense (imagine a 6'4" man jumping up and down holding shirt up to his face while yelling for me) that I realized, wow, we are really bored.



Who Needs Monopoly?
As a married couple fearful of a power outage, we purchased the iconic, household staple game of Monopoly.  While I agree Guess Who and Shoots and Ladders are also both must-haves in the board game department, Monopoly is a crowd please and loved by all ages.  I explained to Bob that no home is a true home without Monopoly and that it was well worth the $20 splurge at Rite Aid.  When we realized the power didn't and wasn't going to go out, the first thing Bob did upon being able to leave the apartment was get his $20 back from Rite Aid, leaving us once again as the family that does not and never will have board games unless they are free or Bob can draw them (think Hangman and Tick Tack Toe).

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