Monday, August 18, 2008

I needed a laugh and this is what I got:

Stretch is due to leave for a trip this week. And we have Tropical Storm/Hurricane Fay bearing down on us. Yep, that sounds about right. I couldn't help but think of the story in Household Baggage Handlers about the woman and her daughters surviving a tornado in Oklahoma while her husband and the planes were taken out of the danger zone. She noted the irony of the women and children being left behind.

So anyway, we've got Fay heading our way. My sister pointed out that we've survived tornadoes, earthquakes, monsoons and now this. What's next? A plague of locusts? Oh, wait, do the crickets that seemed to be everywhere in 29 Palms count? They're not exactly locusts, but let's check that one off, too.

4 comments:

Meredith said...

Buckle down and stay out of Fay's way! You'll be fine, right? I married a tornado chaser/weatherman who is never home during the worst weather imaginable. I can feel your pain on this one at least. My tornado-phobic neighbor thought I was Wonder Woman for it.

Jody said...

Ewww! The crickets. Not one of my fondest memories of 29! Did they jump out of your vents at the Desert View house?

avec amy said...

Oh no! Stay safe. It does sound like you live a pretty adventurous life (like an episode of Fear Factor - crickets . . . yikes!)

Marine Wife said...

amy, I wish it were half as exciting as it sounds!