Man, Gustov...You're REALLY Ticking Me Off Now....

He just won't quit.

Ya know?

Now an enormous cat 4....so NOT what we were wanting to hear today.

This will be a short post.

We are packing to evacuate.

I hope the base lets Leo go.

If not, well, it will be a long drive to Dallas. Or Montgomery.

I have not decided where to go.

All the traffic heading east is already a nightmare.

Well, I need to keep packing.

Just wanted to update everyone. I'll post more when I know more.

Or when I can.

Bella Walking Video

I'm Warning You, Gustav....

Gustav has me freaked, my friends.

Scared.

Worried.

Not knowing the unknown.

I have never been through anything tropical.

Nada.

I am from the midwest (shout out to Missouri!).

We have tornadoes.

Ice.

Snow.

Not hurricanes.

We are on alert to evacuate.

Lists are being made of what we will take.

What will be put in our attic.

We will be in Dallas with my sister if we must leave.

I have taken pictures of everything worth value.

But that got me thinking about the worst.

That's what they say about life, right?

Prepare for the worst and hope for the best?

Because I am and we are.

This is the first home Leo and I bought.

We saved the whole two years we were in Turkey.

We bought our home.

The home we moved into when I was 8 months pregnant.

The home I unpacked boxes and decorated.

The home we took our daughter home to.

The home that became an actual home because of our daughter.

It saddens me that this storm can take that away from me.

It scares me that we may not have a home after this storm.

I have heard the horror stories.

I have seen the pictures.

I do not want to go through it.

That's the thing about the base we are stationed at.

We are right.by.the.coast.

So tonight as I lay down on my bed (which is oh so comfy!) I will probably lay there wondering.

Thinking.

Praying.

And hoping.

Sorry this post was all over the place.

But that is the state of my mind right now....

Just all over the place.

I hope by Thursday morning as you are reading this that Gustav will have made his mind up.

To.

Stay.

Away.

Wordless Wednesday...With a Splash of Words

I want to tell a story about my best friend....

I had my best friend over. Her name is Isabella.

I stole her bottle. It was so yummy.

She picked my bottle up and started to drink it.

Then I saw that my own bottle had more milk. So we switched back.

She did not like me stealing my bottle back. So she tried to grab it away from me. I held on as tight as I could and didn't budge.

She tried and tried but as you can see I wouldn't share. I then suggested we put on a music show for our mommy's.

That went over much, much better.

THE END.