A Bowl of Candy and Milk

It’s late and I really can’t think of much to write about. I suppose that it might be because of worry about the hurricane. I have a feeling that this is really going to be ugly for those that are in “Sandys” path. I wouldn’t mind watching it if it were somehow possible to be safe in a clear bubble of some sort and watch the weather as it unfolds.

I will have the TV cameras of course and probably the social media will be just jammed full of misinformation and innuendo. There is really nothing that makes you feel as alive as a real thunder and lightning, wrath of God kind of storm. Should be really fun! Well, fun for those of us that are in no way affected by it. For those in the path of Sandy, I wish you well and if you can, get the hell away from the shore!

I just heard on the news that there was a 7.7 earthquake about ten miles down and just off of the coast of British Columbia. Not only that, but there is a tsunami warning from Vancouver Island to Alaska. I feel like I have been book ended by Mother Nature. Oh well, tomorrow will tell what is going to happen with the tsunami and we will know early next week what kind of a mean bitch Sandy is.

Like I said, I am pretty burned out by my own little Hurricane and Tornado, so I’m cutting this short and getting to bed. Whenever they wake up tomorrow it will be too damned early and the snuggling in bed won’t be long enough or peaceful enough. We do have Fruit Loops, so a bowl of candy and milk, the Sunday morning cartoons and a warm blankie should hold them for an hour or so.