Well we’re preparing to head for drier ground this morning. Houstonians have actually been fairly calm so far. Having grown up (safely inland) in Minnesota I am not quite so calm. I have to say, Houston is now my home but I prefer a blizzard to a Hurricane any day! Many of my fellow Houstonians are “hunkering down” as we like to say here. Not me! I’m headed to Dallas. Here in Houston, the old hands at this play it very cool. They are un-phased and many refuse to admit any concern at all. Texans are just too tough to be bothered by Ike. A good friend of mine is planning a hurricane party – it will no doubt be a fabulous get together. Mention of good last minute party will normally stop my in my tracks and have me touching up my lipstick while making a u-turn in traffic to make it to the festivities. Not this time. Indeed, I’m a scared-y cat. Luckily I was already planning to head to Dallas this weekend because I promised Jill long ago that I would help her paint her baby room. So, I have an excellent excuse and I can flee to the safety of DFW, all the while pretending I would love to be here for the action if only I didn’t have a prior commitment.
So, back to this baby room. After having a pink house for the last seven years - and I do mean VERY PINK (Jill’s little girls are as girly as can be! I don’t think Claire wore a pair of pants – or at least not without protest – until she was 5 or 6) we are preparing for baby number three and, get this . . . IT’S A BOY!!! So, the mission for the weekend – after escaping Ike, that is – is turning a very pink nursery BLUE! How exciting. Jill still thinks this baby might surprise us and come out a girl. If so, Jill has instructed me to throw some pink pillows and blankets into the room before she gets home from the hospital. Her emergency procedure in case of gender mix up has relaxed considerably since baby number 2. Had Ava come out a boy, I was under strict instruction to (very quickly) re-paint the nursery with a cute farm/cowboy motif before the baby was released from the hospital. Thank goodness that didn’t happen! I’m quite sure paint fumes are bad for newborns.
Anyway, back to the task at hand. Hurricane prep is really a crap shoot. What do you buy? How much? If you load up on the big cafeteria sized spaghetti-o’s you’re in good shape right? But how do you get those giant cans open anyway? And the thought of eating spaghetti-o’s at all is just a tad yucky – and much more so when there’s no power (meaning no microwave). One of my friend’s husbands headed to the store to stock up on essentials for the grown ups this morning. She had already stocked up on diapers and formula. He came home with a case of wine and a jumbo sized can of chili. I’m not even going to make a comment on that. I’ll just say, hurricane prep is an interesting time. I’ve seen enough. See you in Dallas!
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