A year ago, I did not have full cable and was simply dependent on my sister-in-law Gabbi, (aka "the meteorologist"), for my updates. However, now, I have the Weather Channel. I feel like I am ninety years old, sitting in my rocker, watching the Weather Channel every free minute. I keep reminding Kelsey that I am truly not this pathetic.
The ultimate diagnosis? Ernesto is scheduled to hit south Florida late this evening. However, it is currently not even a hurricane so at worst it would probably be a 1. Wilma, which caused major damage to our families last year and left them without power for weeks, was a 3, and they made out okay. So I am not too worried. Ernesto should completely miss JB in the panhandle and our new friends Tim and Jenny. (I know you are relieved Jenny.)
There is other news going on in my life. For those of you who love bullets, here they are:
- Most of that news surrounds me "surviving" while JB is gone. The storm the other night majorly screwed up the fish tank. I think I got the motors running again, but I can't get the timer correct on the light. I need JB to come home and fix it.
- Twain, our girl bird, has one of her eggs stuck to her chest. Just another reason I need JB to come home. Apparently, she cracked it, and the yoke stuck to her chest and now the entire egg is stuck there. I am thinking I need to figure out a way to get this off, however, while we can hold these birds, they don't react well to pain. So I am praying she decides to get it off herself, otherwise I either go in with my winter gloves on or wait for JB to return.
- Speaking of the birds, for some reason, they decided 4 a.m. was a good time to start chirping last night. That was probably the perfect time to get that egg off of Twain's chest as I had enough frustrations to not care if I inflicted pain.
- I got a call from Kristi last night. My little goddaughter Logan is her mother's daughter, driving her tricycle right off the deck and splitting her head open. She is fine, but they are having a plastic surgeon look at the huge gash running vertically on her forehead.
- Kristi's pregnancy also continues to straddle precarious. She has placenta previa (which will lead to a c-section), however, the supposed tumor that one specialist saw in her placenta is no longer present. What a miracle! They do know the new baby is a girl, and they have named her Raylee. Keep Raylee in your prayers during the next few months. I plan to go visit their family of FOUR in the spring!
- My boss at Mayo is back in town meaning work will pick up continually now. We have a grant due October 1st which is always stressful. I gave him a "head's up" yesterday about how much JB loved Eglin. He was disappointed but said he understood we had to do what was best for us.
- Last night I talked to Sarah! They have officially settled into their little apartment in Brentwood, Tennessee, and will spend the next few months looking for a house. I am excited they are in Tennessee as, if we move to Eglin, they will again only be about six hours from us. This has been quite an interesting series of events to keep us within a half dozen hours from each other. When we left for Rochester, they moved to Chicago, and now that they have moved back to Tennessee, it looks like we are moving to Florida.
As for me, I am, well, crying a lot, and praying a lot. Thursday morning is the ultrasound. That will be the next time we know more.
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