|Lighthouse on LBI.|
You can climb all kabillion
steps to the top if you want.
Enter troublesome natural disasters. The house we rented was on stilts (or pilings or whatever the correct word is). At the beginning of week 1 we suddenly find ourselves (and the house) swaying back and forth on said sticks. Yes, that's right. Earthquake. My children were too occupied annoying one another to notice THE WHOLE HOUSE WAS MOVING. Nice to be on your own planet. Regardless, no damages or injuries, we move along with our vacation.
|They also tried to issue|
tornado warnings, but
I was not even
trying to hear that.
As an aside, I must tell you that all this talk of leaving and weather and mayhem, etc., and my refusal to accept that it would actually happen, leads me to believe that I would have been one of those Jews who got stuck in Nazi Germany after refusing to heed warnings to flee. So, luckily for me, my ancestors left Europe in the early 1900s and didn't have to depend on me to keep our family from perishing.
But, back to
As you all know, the hurricane was more of a tropical storm and although there was flooding in some places, we (thankfully) didn't have any kind of Katrina situation. LBI didn't actually seem to have any damage or flooding at all, if you don't count that half the beach was missing.
During the remaining week of our vacation the weather was gorgeous! Perfect beach days. I knew my good pal Mother Nature would reward me for my loyal belief in her. Also, as a result of the ocean and beach getting all churned up - lots of really cool shells. See, I knew I was one of Mother N's favorites.
My children, however, clearly do not favor me the way Mother Nature does. They spent most of our vacation bugging the crap out of each other and then running to me whining and complaining about each other. Yes, you are remembering correctly, they are 16 and 13. Reminding them of this did nothing to cure them and they even had the nerve to be annoyed and insulted that we didn't like how they were acting!!! In case you were wondering, 14 days is the exact right number of days of vacation because it matches up exactly with the number of days I can be practically 24/7 with ridiculous children.
|OMG - do you guys|
"It's not nice to fool