You see, it is not stormin or even rainin right now, so I am outta the bunker for a tasty berry treat, to check weather and to make preparations for the morrow... (includin this post).
Here is where we are now... as of this early Wednesday evenin. Hurricane Alex is bearin down on the Mexico coast and draggin bands of rains and winds behind him. I am sorry for all who will be devastated by this storm, and while clearly not life critical, I still dread bunker and nbd time...
"They" say "we" are gonna get hammered round 10pm tonight. I'm not so sure... but in any case, rest assured I will be makin up-to-the-minute prognostications and issuin household alerts and alarms as necessary... so PLEASE no need to worry bout the Mom and/or also the Bleu (of course). They will be dutifully awake and apprised of all impendin situations, wif several hours notice. I take my job seriously. Just sayin.
And back to the now... Berry treats were good, but now I must heed the call of one my several suburban bunker locations...
... which in this case is under the stool!
Dis and Other Claimer: I am bloggin round my the Mom long work day and also this most awful weather I have found myself in... but I am hopin to actually update you real time tomorrow... live from really far up the Gulf Coastline.
And no... I will not be wearin a raincoat and standin in knee deep waters, nor will waves be crashin over my back! Instead, you will either see my sweet face... or you will not (on a counta it buried in the bunker!)!