I complained up and down that this storm was going to interfere with my wine-drinking time, and it did. But a little while ago the power came back on after eight or so hours, so no complaints are further to come from this house.

We got a little sleep, the wind was howling and the house was complaining with creaks and shudders on occasion. We're near Highway 6 and Westpark and got the clean side, although it didn't sound so clean.


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I opened up the garage back door a few minutes ago, the back yard looks fine. Thanks to Ike for powerwashing the deck for me.

I peeked out the front and, uh-oh, somebody's lost a bunch of shingles and they're in my neighbor's yard.

It is still raining like a son-of-a-gun, so figuring out which roof will have to come later this morning.

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