I’m in a frenzy because as you probably already know, the Frankenstorm is coming.
I do stupid things like what I’m still doing – starting to look for the flashlights we bought for the last hurricane, then getting sidetracked by the fact that there aren’t any regular-sized batteries in our junk drawer, then getting sidetracked again. I went to the store, my husband went to the store, and we both forgot to get batteries because we got sidetracked. We got Java Chip ice cream, though, and stuff to make caramel apples. And a ham.
My husband is downplaying the urgency of the situation. He thinks the meteorologists are exaggerating because they’re just being over-eager, that they haven’t had a big storm in a long while so they’re going to hype this one up (!). So what he’s doing now is sitting in the hot tub watching the weather turn. Of course, I posted it on Facebook:
He’s basically thumbing his nose at Mother Nature. After I posted about him sitting in the hot tub on Facebook, my friend Megan said:
Maybe he can use the hot tub for a life raft?
Then she took it a little further (even though I was gasping for air, I was laughing so hard). She said:
Yeah…I picture him relaxed with a beer in his hand as he floats down the road. Ella of course is saying something profound while you drift off in to flash flood land. :)
I pictured our little family getting washed down the road in our souped-up hot tub. Ella would be wearing her bright pink earphones to drown out the sound of the hurricane, and Fi would be doing scales on her violin, and I’d have my nose in my laptop…blogging about the experience. Heh.
My BFF is probably my BFF because she is as dimwitted about hurricane preparedness as I am, and I don’t think she will mind reading that I said this about her here because she is honest about her limitations, and that is why I love her. She is much, much better at getting the right hair products than she is getting her hurricane preparedness stuff. She went to Target yesterday and invited me to come along. I declined, as I like to shop for emergency supplies alone and unseen, guerilla-style, mostly because I don’t know what I’m doing. I have a vague, shameful memory of grabbing piles of stupid mini-flashlights at Home Depot last year for Hurricane Irene. They were the only ones left, and they weren’t even strong enough to use as birthday party favors. I think I purchased a shovel, too, but I can’t find it now, and even if I could – I really have no idea what I might use it for. I have another memory of buying stuff to make some kind of salmon mousse or other useless recipe…I mean, really.
As he was sitting in the hot tub my husband reminisced about bad storms while he was growing up in Dublin. He told me the one thing he did learn from his mammy was to always fill the bath tub with water, which is something he does now to prepare, since we are on a well so when the electricity goes off our water goes out, and we can’t even flush. The funny thing was, he said, “is that we were on the mains! So I’m not quite sure why she filled the tub with water, but at least it made us feel prepared.”
My BFF said that she was probably going to be embarrassed if anyone saw all the ridiculous crud that was in her cart at Target. She said, “In the very likely event we lose power, I had to take some necessary precautions. I made the important purchase of curl-boosting mousse since the lack of blow dryer and flat iron can be a perfect storm for my tresses. Oh yeah….and Milano cookies, too.”
Now you see why she is my BFF. (-:
My husband is doing an awful lot of eye-rolling. He thinks all of it is media-hype so we have a $10 bet that it isn’t. I’ve been reading about this storm and one of the articles really scared me, it said this storm is unlike any you have ever seen or heard of before. It’s historic.
I think we will be okay – we aren’t coastal, we are high up on a hill and there aren’t any trees that can fall on our house or anything. I am mostly afraid of people driving – like if my pig-headed husband gets it in his mind that he needs to drive to work, I’m worried about flash floods, car accidents at intersections when the lights are out, downed power lines, all the chaotic mayhem that is the Washington D.C. metropolitan area roads during a freak hurricane. I’m also very concerned about Ella, who has a huge, huge fear of storms and of wind. I am sure the power will go out, and we can just hunker down in the basement and watch videos on our computer until our batteries run out.
But anyway, I’m sure we will be fine but I am unusually nervous, because this is going to be a big one. I’m just going to end it here and go outside to double-check that I haven’t done anything characteristically ridiculous such as leave the doors open on my minivan or anything.
If you are in the path of the storm, take care, and stay safe, and I’ll leave you with Fiona’s “wether report” - and her subsequent advice – that I posted on Facebook yesterday:
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