We’ve had 25” of rain here in Sewer Springs, Florida. Tropical System (insert air quotes) Fay has set some sort of rain record for us. And more is coming. Pass me the life preserver.
I’ve been studying the Book of Genesis just to see exactly how to build an ark. But, I’m adding air conditioning.
I spent more quality time hunkered down in the hall today with my offspring. Not because there were any tornado warnings. But because the children wanted to play “Tornado Drill!” Ad nauseum. And I humored them because, well, it was a chance for me to lay down.
But after Jensen stepped on my head for about the third or twelfth time, I declared one last “ALL CLEAR” and aimed myself for the cookies.
What is it about a natural disaster that makes us lose our minds, and eat stupid stuff? After the ‘94 Northridge earthquake, I started eating Pop Tarts for every meal. I reasoned that there would be more of me to find in the rubble.
There is quite a bit of flooding in our area. We are faring just fine in our little subdivision. Of course, I haven’t ventured further than the mailbox since Monday. But, I can rest easy since our intrepid Homeowner’s Association has rules against water features in our yards. No flooding is allowed on our street. It’s in the by-laws.
I do have friends and family who are adversely affected by rising waters, though. So, please pray for east Armpit, Florida.
Thank you all for your e-mails, prayers, and well wishes. I so appreciate you all.
I’ll keep you posted. Posted. On my blog. I crack myself up. Can you tell I haven’t seen another adult since Monday?