So last weekend I was very excited to find out that my favorite craft show was going to be held this coming Saturday the day before my birthday. John said that he and the kids would drop me off and I could shop as long as I wanted, or at least until Gracy's game starts at 1:00. Well now stinkin' Ike is churning up the Gulf of Mexico taunting us like a Jehovah's witness circling the neighborhood. You know he's coming to your door, you just don't know when. Not only is my craft show probably being cancelled but my family birthday dinner has also been cancelled until blue skies return. But this is not the worst thing that Ike has done to me these last few days, he has forced me to clean, yes people I have been stripping the beds and cleaning the toilets, why you ask? Because we have family in Houston who may at any point decide to pack up and evacuate to "Casa de Walls". Now on a good note these are people that we actually enjoy spending time with, but scrubbing toilets mere days before my birthday is not exactly how I had this planned.
Mom on the other hand is in OK worrying about us here in the Dallas area, she asked me tonight if I had thought about buying provisions in case our power goes out, I told her no but that I did think that I should go out and buy ice cream. Which did not in any way alleviate any of her fears. But as sad as it is the one thing I thought about when she mentioned that we may have power outages was that I needed to make sure that the portable dvd player was charged up for the kids. Not "we need bottled water, lanterns or peanut butter and bread", no I'm freaking out thinking how in the world am I going to entertain these kids in the dark with no a/c or electricity?!? Aha, I should charge the Nintendo DS too! Just bought myself another good 15-20 minutes of sanity. Gas cans! We should fill up the gas cans, we could basically live in our car, we'll have a/c, and the dvd player, and my ice cream of course, and when we run out of gas in my car we'll just move in to John's! Yes, Mom can now rest easy, I have a plan!
Thursday, September 11, 2008
How Ike screwed up my birthday....
Posted by Pamela at Thursday, September 11, 2008
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