Of course I’m referring to Hanna and Ike. Hanna, though scary to me earlier today, has now taken a backseat to Ike. I am not a fan of tropical weather unless it’s the hot, sunny kind.
My first “tropical” experience came almost exactly 5 years ago when we were living in Hope Mills, just south of Fayetteville. Isobel hit on a day that I was home alone with my oldest, who was still a baby at the time. It was terrifying to hear the junk from our neighbor’s backyward pelt the side of the house all day long! We had moved everything we had inside, parked our vehicle in the garage, and done everything we could to be sure we didn’t leave anything out for the wind to hurl at someone else’s house. Our trashy neighbors weren’t as considerate. Their back yard, filled with toys and trash, backed up to our side yard and literally everything out there ended up laying in our yard by the time it was over. It was a terrifying experience and I have no wish to repeat it…so far, I’ve been lucky. Even when we lived much closer to the coast in Florence, SC we escaped any of the bad ones. We may have had some rain, some gusty wind, but never anything that was really scary like that.
So we’re prepared for Hanna’s worst which now appears to be not so bad. And I’m praying Ike doesn’t turn this direction though I feel horribly guilty about it…if it doesn’t come here, it will go elsewhere. It feels pretty selfish to hope it affects someone else. For everyone out there in the area, stay safe tomorrow & Saturday!
