photo credit: (cc) mira d’oubliette
Hurricane Earl is on his way.
Well, he’s not coming to Littleton. But he’s making his way up the coast, and is set to hit the Cape/Islands tomorrow.
I’m a weather geek (can’t help it – I blame the Colonel), and am glued to every screen in the house. I’ve done my motherly duty and confirmed that none of the chicks are in harm’s way. I have all the essential supplies: cat litter, frozen burritos, and gin.
I’m also SUPER knowledgeable about hurricanes now, because only a couple of weeks ago, thanks to my renewed relationship with Netflix, I saw the stupifyingly bad Category 7: The End of the World, the sequel to the slightly-less-bad-but still-pretty-awful Category 6: Day of Destruction.
I KNOW what can happen now.
And it’s not pretty.
But it IS riveting.