Hurricane Season

Now that I live in the South, I have to be concerned with hurricanes. So, from August through November I am a hurricane watcher. I honestly didn't think I would become obsessed with weather until I was at least 60 but I suppose I have been burdened early. Here's what hurricane season brings with it: The ability, at any given moment, to know hotels in 5 inland areas that are made of sturdy construction and allow pets. The fact that the large pieces of wood that came with our house and are sitting in the garage are hurricane "shutters" that will need to be placed over our windows. The reality that the evacuation street signs posted along the major roads should really just read "this means you" with a big arrow. Having a series of bags ready, at all times, with important papers, diapers, baby formula, dog food, medications and, oh yeah, a change of underwear for me and CityCrab. If you haven't heard from me in awhile you can rest assured that I am holed up in a hotel room with CityCrab, CityBaby and our 2 dogs, eating cheese doodles and listening to a transistor radio in the dark. See you in December.