Big worries, little worries

As I asked some friends on Facebook, does God not think I have enough to worry about with LJ and Collin just living in New York City – now we have to throw in an earthquake and a hurricane? Come on! They don’t live in an area that was evacuated but they have been told to make plans to be without power and possibly water for several days. LJ says that while everyone else in the country prepare for a hurricane by boarding up and packing the car New Yorkers prepare by going out for booze and a French press to be able to make coffee without electricity. All that and complain a lot. He’s looking for it as an adventure, but one he says he is very willing to watch from his apartment. The mayor asked everyone to stay in their homes and the boys seem quite content to do just that. But I'm praying for them and my other friends and relatives in harm's way.

We’re still feeling our way through the empty nest. It didn’t stay empty this weekend; our little bird flew back in for a short visit. She forgot a few things and she wanted to eat at her grandmother’s later today. No problem, we were happy to see her. But I got the following email from Nick –

Looks like a little backsliding on weight. Eating out at lunch this week, maybe. A little backsliding on the clothes at the foot of the bed also. I guess you just love the cane and the tawse, maybe the backscratcher as well! Mollie may be around for a couple of days, but....then.

I wrote back telling him “You would be shocked to know how very wrong you are on your guesses!” So there's another worry - but one of a completely different nature. I can’t say the man hasn’t been paying attention. He knows exactly what few implements I truly dislike. I might not hate a real tawse but ours feels like plastic rather than good leather. Whatever, it doesn’t sound like he’s looking for something I’d like.

I’m getting a handle on school for this year so hopefully I’ll be back to mind-blogging soon.