I was sitting in the morning darkness of our apartment today, morning darkness being before 8am, and I had a comforting thought.  If the electricity were to go out this winter, Nick and I would still be okay.  We have books and cards and board games, we have a pluthera of candles for light and some heat, and the thing that was worrying me the most?  We now have a barbecue that uses charcoal so we would not starve to death and would in fact be able to cook meals.  Because in my imagination, the reason the power went out was because of a severe snow and ice storm that kept us from even walking to his parent’s house.  Besides, their barbecue is propane anyway, so what good does that do?