Hurricane Season...

Michelle just read out loud the weather report for the rest of the week and we are all tickled pink,  High’s in the 80’s…. it is practically October weather!  Of course, it is due to the hurricane out in the gulf that will land on Thursday, but still, we are “glass half-full kind of girls”.

Melissa is obsessed with the weather.  I went online today to check on the hurricane.  She leans over and asks me, “Are you reading the alert from the National Weather Center?” and I say yes and she proceeds to quote FROM MEMORY word for word the statement from the Weather Center.  Really.  Melissa, gemologist and weather girl.  

Marion scoffs at all of us and our weather worries.  She always brings up that she was born during the WWII blitz (this doesn’t quite jive with our weather concerns but it does make us feel a little bit like sissies).  Marion mocks the over-preparation and the excitement.  But it is well founded: Melissa had her roof torn off during Ike and Corky lost her family homestead during Katrina.  And remember Katrina did not hit New Orleans, it was the levies breaking, which is another problem to fear.

Hurricanes are scary things; but nothing takes the drama away like panicking, stocking your pantry, filling your bath tubs and washing machine, topping off the tank of your car, and then having the storm veer at the last minute and only experiencing five minutes of sprinkles.  It does feel like over-kill, frankly, but hey… we all know what happened during Katrina (just ask Corky).  And I rather feel like a moron for over-preparing than like a moron stuck on my roof while the floodwaters rush in. 

We have these conversations every hurricane season.  I think it gives us a little thrill.  And we enjoy the occasional argument.  We are such a harmonious little group.  Sometimes you need a dispute to liven up the monotony.

- Cristina