• Old hat

    In some ways 2004 was a rotten year. We were peppered with hurricanes and tropical storms, Cheryl had to stay home on bed rest due to an at risk pregnancy, and to top it off… Bush won a second term that November.

    Sitting around waiting for the 11am, 5pm, and 11pm updates from the National Hurricane Center brings back some memories – but not all bad though.

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    A very pregnant Cheryl checks for an update on the trusty old eMac on September 5th, 2004.

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    After a string of storms that September, Adam was born on the thirtieth. He was a month early, but as healthy as you could hope. He caught up quick and hasn’t looked back.

    Cheryl thinks I’m nuts (what else is new), but I’d forgotten how soon Adam was born after the storms passed through.

    That was one wild year.

  • The three day track still ain’t gospel, but…

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    I was just checking the county elevation maps – you know, just for kicks – no real reason. I noticed we’re eleven meters above sea level. Woo-hoo!

    We went out tonight to refresh our supply of batteries and non-perishibles, to try and beat the rush. If the track still put’s it here Tuesday in tomorrow’s forecasts, we’ll probably start to see the stores’ hurricane supplies thin out a bit tomorrow night.

  • Don’t you dare

    It wasn’t exactly a surprise. Although I’d never seen it happen before, we’d known he’d done it recently at a friend’s house. Still, I was only able to stifle my response due to near superhuman control of my airways and vocal cords. I felt my diaphragm spasm, putting a fair bit of pressure on my lips and nose, but I’m proud of the fact I have a little self control.

    Right in front of me, my forty-seven month old son called his sister a meat-head.

    I’m so ashamed my first instinct was to laugh. What is it about kids misbehaving a certain way, usually for the first time, that I find so funny? It’s the novelty that’s the key. Usually by the second or third time this problem of mine cures itself. Unfortunately (in this case), Beth is no fool. I had a lot of explaining to do. She was not amused at all.