I have a sick and twisted confession to make. I’m really bummed Tropical Storm Isaac flopped for our area. It’s probably a common hidden thrill for many who live in areas that are frequently battered by hurricanes. I thrill of hearing the storm, the winds, the wonder what it will all look like after. I’m like a dog on the hunt, hourly watching the tracking updates to see where it’s going, how bad is it likely to get, etc. If we are going to put up shutters for the risk, I kinda want to know that it’s worth the trouble. I know, I know. It’s sick. There are dozens of storms that have done severe, crippling damage…one of them I was full term in my first pregnancy through. I vividly remember making the decision to stay home instead of going to the hospital, filling up tubs in case I went into labor. I didn’t and was escorted in to my scheduled C-Section 3 days later with armed National Guard at the hospital doors. There’s a fine line between a thrilling “hurricane party” storm and one that is a nightmare but in the end today, I cannot deny I was bummed that we didn’t even get tropical storm winds.
We’ll be slowly taking down the shutters and my thoughts and prayers will be for the Gulf Coast where they may be getting a much larger storm. I certainly don’t wish disaster on anyone, no matter how much I’m twisted about being in a storm myself. It is my hope that Tropical Storm Isaac will not be a major damaging effect for you all. God bless and keep safe!