Taking stock

More Rita-blogging!

Let’s see if we’re ready for the storm which may or may not come this far inland and may or may not hit us with tropical and/or hurricane force winds and may or may not rain buckets.

(opens garage)
Out here we have:
5 cases of water
4 loads of dirty laundry
1 case spagetti-os
4 various cases of canned fruit, veggies, or meat (yes we have two manual can openers)
Flashlights, gross of batteries in two sizes, tools, bicycles, etc.

Okay, enough of that. What’s in the fridge?
two gallons milk
eggs
juice
frozen waffles
two one pints ben and jerry’s
five four beers
three bottles of wine
drinkable yogurt
regular yogurt
cheese and lunch meat

What else do we have?
Pasta
crackers
cookies
moon pies
chips (several kinds)
cheese / peanut butter crackers
cereal
oatmeal
glow sticks!

Also? We have a three day weekend, three netflix movies, eleventy hundred disney movies, music, games, puzzles, crayons, cards.

And? The weather channel.

We’ll be fine…

Out of Gas

What a pisser!

The gas stations in town are all out of gas. I saw two cars within a half mile of each other that looked like they had run out of gas. When will we get more? No one knows.

Emergency planning? WTF is that? It means that when you tell the fourth largest city in America to evacuate, you have enough GAS for them to do it!

Grrr.

Damn, this traffic jam

I keep reading news reports about the traffic jams as folks flee Houston. We’re over 100 miles away and our highway was bumper to bumper this morning. They think 10,000 folks may seek shelter here (which seems like a small number, since houston has something like 5 million people if you consider the whole area). People are running out of gas on the highway. Some people are pushing their cars to save gas, since things are moving so slow.

And meanwhile, the storm is taking it’s own sweet time deciding when and where it will hit. Excruciatingly slow, yet too fast, all at once.

I hope everyone is ok.

And it just occurred to me that on Sunday and Monday they all get to try and go home; and we’ll have the same traffic jam in reverse.