life: storm’s a’coming

Yep. I’m in storm mode. The forecast is always uncertain, but I’ve been through enough hurricanes to know that even the little ones can cause major damage. This will be the first big storm I’ve waited out in my apartment and I’m a little anxious. This place shakes in a bad thunderstorm, and I hate thunderstorms. I know I’ll be wide awake once the winds start howling tonight. My mom asked me to stay over at her place, but with two cats that are still skittish about being contained, I didn’t want to take the chance. They’ll be nervous enough without being in an unfamiliar environment. Pretty nervous myself. Hoping for the best.

Things on hold due to inclement weather:

  • loan and car shopping – because, really, this mess just gets messier
  • tomorrow’s post, because I probably won’t have any power once the winds pick up
  • follow-up doctor’s visit, re: car accident
  • anything outdoors
  • life in general

Meanwhile, unexpected pruning and emergency garden storage. At least my home is nice and green.

Weather Wonder

I got rid of the TV in my bedroom when they made the switch to DTV last year. This means I have much more time to read before bed/when I wake up, spend online, and generally waste in various other non-TV related ways. It also means I have no idea what is happening locally. In some ways, this is not a bad thing. It means a lot less bad news. However, it also means I have no idea what is happening weather-wise. Now, local weather is spotty at best, but it is generally good to know when a storm is headed your way. Overhearing a rather loud conversation at the next table while sipping tea at Starbucks is not the best way to learn that there is a Tropical Storm/Flood Warning o’ Doom for your area. No wonder there has been so much bad weather lately. It’s all news to me. I really must start keeping up with things.

chicken run

So Fay has gone and rained itself through SoFla, and is now doing the oddest thing ever–strengthening while on land.

Nothing much happened, it was like the nice little Tropical Storms of yore (of yore being when I was a wee lass… er… a kid in elementary school). Just some wind, some rain, and a nice soaking for the plants.

However, we did have a Dorothy-in-Kansas type moment this morning when my mom looked out and saw that there were chickens outside our apartment. I thought, “Chickens? She’s got to be joking.” But, no, there really were chickens. A cute little hen and a rooster. Poor things were soaked and lost. I think they came from one of the homes on the other side of the street, probably tossed about on the wind and too confused to find their way home. We fed them some rice and they seemed pleased.

Here they come…
Here they come

Lola looks on in wonder… those birds are too big for her to tease.
Lola observes...


Hurricane or no hurricane? The cone forecast leaves much to be desired.

I remember being a kid and loving tropical storm days, it’s like snow days for Floridians. When did I realize that even a “light” tropical storm could cause a lot of damage? These things scare me like nothing else… except tornadoes and severe thunderstorms.