Gusts are whistling, trees are bending, rain’s a drivin’ and the house is starting to creak a bit. Our visitor has picked up speed, praise JEsus, so won’t be able to get any stronger if he keeps this up. The Squid Terrorist has run a power line off his big honkin’ generator under the garage, so when the lights go out, we’ll still have the fridge. We WILL be boarding up the inside of the front door, and have sandbags inside and out to strenthen the door and try to keep the driving rain out from under it. I was a soaked towel wringing fool during Ivan. Now, I have to go get Major Dad, who’s on the porch. Ebola’s asleep. What a surprise. Power’s been burping, so this might be our last ‘wish you were here’ update for a while. Love you guys!!

2 Responses to “Pics”

  1. Rob says:

    It’s about two hours away from you guys as I type. Be safe.

  2. Faith says:

    God bless you, dear. Hang on, and ttyl.

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