Ike Ike Go Away!

I hate hurricanes! I know what your thinking, well duh Sherlock, who loves them?

Ike is way to close, and you might as well paint a bull’s-eye on Miami. This morning’s weather said that forecasters are predicting that if it does hit South Florida, it will hit as a Category 4 storm! Great, so now I get to sit and worry, will it blow my house away? How long will we be without power?

Everyone in Miami is glued to the tube today, we should know what the deal is by this evening…and then, the craziness begins, up the shutters go, run to the gas station a fill up all the cars and buy gas for the generator, run to the supermarket and buy water, canned foods and batteries, bring in all the lawn furniture and tie-down everything else, scrub the house, find and put all your important papers in zip-lock bags, buy a bottle of booze to calm my damn nerves during the storm and go to the bank and withdraw money, not exactly in that order, but you catch my drift.

Why on earth did I move here, I should have stayed my butt in New York, oh I know for the beautiful weather that makes my hair frizzy and for the beaches that I have only been to about five times in just under three years. I’ll take a Blizzard over a hurricane any day, I can tan in the salon and can I please have my frizz-free hair back....... please?

Next advisory, when I have more stuff to beef about……