We are here. Hunkering down. "Sheltering in," is one thing the newswebsites call it. Isaac is not as scary as my first class of eighth graders was. *Knocking on wood, of course.* (My little voodoo trick...)
A slice of our lives this afternoon:
Josh (after moving the canoe where it is less likely to careen through a window): Okay, so, Stefin didn't give me a straight answer for this, so I'm asking you guys: Should we not get a keg?
We haven't yet.
What we have includes: cans of beer, mineral water, filled up wedding jars and milk jugs and vegetable juice containers and giant Gatorade-style coolers with potable water, beef jerky, nuts, pesto, breads, pho, lasagna trappings, Josh's grandfather's generator, Rebirth Brass Band on the audio jack, acoustic instruments, the long-time-neighbors' confidence, our cars parked on the neutral ground (full tanks inside), NO MANDATORY EVACUATION STILL, writing utensils, art supplies, lots of nice people, and OPTIMISM.
Don't worry about us, but do send out good vibes. I'm not as worried about broken windows or flooding as I am about Aeli cooped up inside for so many hours... but a long drive would entail that too. This will be quite more economical. And we have the whole compound here on our team.
Life is certainly an adventure.
Also, our backyard looks SO CLEAN!
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