LILI
I must look back thru yesterday’s work and find where I misspelled hurricane. I think I spelled it hurricaine, which is something I probably learned during hours spent at the dentist. I think HurriCaine is a fast acting topical numbing agent.

Am praying for all those people down south. I can’t imagine facing weather of such proportions. Where I live, really bad weather is faced by running to the basement (tornado) or plopping on the couch with a big bowl of popcorn (snowstorm). I guess people get used to accomodating their lives to the fluctuations of the local weather.

The first time I was in Louisiana and saw highway signs that said, “Hurricane Evacuation Route,” I was amazed. I knew that hurricane’s happen, but to see it acknowledged in such an immediate yet casual way was strange to my northern eyes. A Hurricane Evacuation sign is as weird to me as a sign that would say Danger: Falling Snakes. (or should I say frogs) These were more unsettling than the Frost Heaves signs that are in Vermont.

I shall begin my day with gratitude that the Lord placed me where I am best adapted. I run to the basement about ten times a day doing laundry, so there are plenty of tornado drills. And winter can be rough some days, but the ground doesn’t heave.