Uhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmm...

It was nice knowing everyone. The black line on the map is the path of the hurricane (still just a tropical storm). The black line goes directly through Lakeland... and that's where I live... and I'm sort of nervous, mostly excited. Grace's first day of Kindergarten is tomorrow (which I'm trying not to think about.... ahh!), and then the hurricane is supposed to be here sometime Tuesday. Great timing isn't it? It's not looking like a huge hurricane yet, but today in church they canceled the last block of meetings and had an emergency disaster council. And people are putting shutters on their windows. SHUTTERS. This does not sound good.

We got a few supplies and we brought them home and put them on the counter. I told Grace not to eat the crackers, they were for the hurricane. Her eyes got as big as pepperoni. Sensing her panic, I quickly said, "It shouldn't be too bad, it's going to just be really windy and rainy". She said, "Oh no, it's going to be a BAD hurricane, look at all those supplies we needed!"

I know, it's scary and all, but I'd take this any day over earthquake country where I grew up. At least we know when the hurricane's coming, and I love being warned. This weekend in summation: my 7th anniversary, alligator hunting, Grace's first day of kindergarten, and a hurricane. It's all so exciting!

Please Don't Die and Leave Me To Raise The Kids.

For one week out of each year, the state of Florida gives out several thousand licenses to hunt and kill ALLIGATORS. Apparently the alligators are becoming too numerous from being on the Endangered list. My husband Jacob has taken this yolk upon him. He's been talking about this for months upon months. He bought a Jonboat, a motor and lights. He got the proper licenses. The license place assigned him and his brothers to a lake way out past Disneyworld near the coast. They have to go at night. They don't shoot them, no, no, no. They have to stick them with harpoons. Does this remind anyone of Lord of the Flies? You know, the book about the crazy boys on the island that turn into savages? Hopefully the whole "boy vs. nature" thing will be quenched after this expedition.

I think I should be worried... but I'm a little numb. If you want to risk your life, risk it, but don't say I didn't warn you that this sounded like a very dumb idea.