Hurricane Sandy will be my second hurricane here in Virginia since we moved last August. Hurricane weather is so different from anything I ever experienced in Colorado and I think it has given me a little perspective into the way other people feel about major blizzards. Growing up in Colorado I always took for granted knowing how to deal with snow and thought it was weird that nonnatives would have issues. Now I have to deal with hurricanes and quite honestly they FREAK ME OUT!
Last year when we had Irene come through we had only lived here a couple weeks and were staying with Nic’s parents. Mostly we just got a lot of rain and lost power for 24 hours and tried to eat our way through the 20 gallons of spaghetti my Dad-in-law made in preparation. I think the worst part was no AC, no lights in the bathroom, and pinecones hurling through the air at 70+ miles an hour.
Now we’re looking at another hurricane making landfall and maybe ruining Halloween and it probably will be just like it was last year. Dump some rain, kill some power, knock over a couple trees and be gone. However I am mentally preparing myself for a catastrophic flood, where the ocean possibly rises so high that it flows over the boardwalk and down to my house. We spend the next week stranded on our roof trying to spell out SOS with our bodies and playing rock-paper-scissors to decide which child to eat first. Which will probably be Tilli, because she is after all the newest and have you seen her thighs?! She’d be juicy, that’s for sure. Well, it definitely won’t be Beau, I’ve seen the things he licks for fun and I don’t think my immune system could handle him. If for no other reason this situation is why we should own a pet, right? So we have more emergency food!
They tell me it probably won’t come to this, but I don’t know… it’s a freakin’ hurricane people!!!