I’m ready for Hurricane Dorian…

01 Sep

Everything is in order at my home. It’s been secured the best it can be. For those of you new to the blog I live in Palm Beach County, Florida.

I’ve tried to think of a plan for everything and make sure everything is where I can locate it.

If you know anything about me, then you know I do not take careless risks with property like some people I know. My Mother knows I have an excellent head on my shoulders. As she would say, “You do what you think is right and the hell with stupid people may ask you to do.” And I shall, don’t worry about that. She actually quoted the movie Forrest Gump. “You can’t tell stupid what to do.” This is true Mother Dear. Right now, only she and I need know what that refers to…and no, we are absolutely not talking about the weather forecasters. I’m trying to be polite and not naming names and stories right about what has to be one of the stupidest things we’ve ever seen.

I also cleaned my entire house. If I’m going to be in it, I like it spotless. At the end of a long hard day, I made a nice dinner so that I have leftovers for tomorrow.

My mother and I were talking on the phone tonight. I told her, “Remember I said a week ago I had a headache that I hadn’t had since Hurricane Andrew in 1992. And here we are with another CAT 5.”

She remembers well that I told her that a week ago. She also remembers 1992 when I rode out Hurricane Andrew. Since that time I’ve been though a few more hurricanes but nothing like Andrew.

Back when Hurricane Andrew hit, I worked at Florida International University in South Miami. I was the first state employee called into the University after Andrew. In it’s aftermath President Mitch Madique, Blanca Riley and I put together a presentation to let the board know that we were going to get the National Hurricane Center. And we did. We were so motivated to do it after Andrew.

There’s a lot of stories I could tell you about that time frame but that’s for another day.

When I was pulling together items that I might need for Hurricane Dorian, I found my steel toed boots from New Orleans. I bought these when I was going to build that theme park and I was looking at all that land filled with gators, snakes and all kinds of nasty. Hurricane Katrina had left it’s mark on that land.

At any rate, I’m ready. I’ll keep you posted as long as I have electric and Internet. I will lose the Internet before I lose electric.

I have a “tentative appointment” first thing Wednesday morning for my car. A few days ago all the dashboard warning lights came on and the car maintains that the ABS system is among the items not working properly. I don’t intend to drive this car in the rain until I can have it looked at properly. The car was recently recalled because of the airbag so they had the entire dash out at that time. I am wondering it it’s related to that work. I’m not sure. We’ll see.

Have a good night. I’ll let you know what happens on the home front.

I also spoke to Mother Dear about, “Get ready because it’s coming to Hilton Head as well.”

She knows. She’s already painting another room in the house. Every time there’s a hurricane, she paints one room of the house. It keeps her busy. Her house is built very, very well and is located in a very tucked in neighborhood in Blufton. She always seems to be well protected in storms. The last hurricane I went up and helped but this year, I’m getting it first.

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