Tuesday, October 9, 2018

fried food has gotten me through many trials

There's a storm a'brewing in our neighborhood.

Raise your hand if you haven't been paying attention to the news and didn't know until yesterday about the hurricane headed straight for Georgia. I'm raising my hand.

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It's not that I don't care about the weather. For years I'd check the temperature on the old outside thermometer every morning and evening. I was obsessed with knowing the exact temperature and comparing it to the previous day. I can tell how bad the humidity is from how frizzy my hair gets. Last week I put a lot of effort into keeping up with the supreme court situation so I had to take this week off from the news. I don't know why our resident news addict with every news app on his phone didn't tell me. I didn't know about the hurricane until we were at a playdate yesterday and the mom said the girls might not have school on Wednesday. I asked why not and she looked at me funny look and said, "Because of the storm." I tried to play it real cool even though I had no clue what she was talking about. I casually said, "It starts Wednesday? Really? It's not Tuesday?" I was like a duck, cool and calm on the outside while I gathered information but little legs (my brain) going furiously underneath.

Let me remind you that I do not come from the land of the big three- hurricanes, tornadoes and earthquakes. I come from the place of snow and ice. Give me a snowstorm any day and I'll stay inside in comfy clothes drinking hot chocolate. I never wanted to live in a place with any of the big three. When I reminded Christopher of that this evening, he said, "The only place that doesn't get those things is the northeast." MY POINT EXACTLY.

It may turn out to be nothing but a light shower, but we went to Walmart after swimming lessons to stock up on our normal snack rotation, provisions (ie. chocolate) for the storm and water. The parking lot looked like the mall on Black Friday. People were everywhere. The vegetable section was full but the chip aisle was almost bare. East, west, north or south everyone knows junk food is great comfort food. Nobody wants to be eating celery when the going gets rough.

Speaking of rough, there was a lot of discussions today about whether or not AB and I would drive a few hours north and stay somewhere with power. It was stressful because I didn't know the best/safest thing to do. We still had the fryer out from when we made buffalo wings so I cut an onion into rings and made myself a bowl of onions rings. I don't think fried onions fit into my diet but it made me feel better.

I'm embarrassed to have shared that story.


I need to eat more onion rings and hurricane chocolate to get over my embarrassment.

3 comments:

Emily said...

I am from FL, so I have some experience with hurricanes. Praying for you all and your area! Stay safe!

Jen said...

It happens believe me. There are a lot of things I don't pay attention to. Stay safe!

rooth said...

Did y'all end up weathering the storm??