Being in exile involves many hours with family seated around a table snacking, talking, and generally being bored. This usually leads to some silliness, an example of which you can see in this You Tube video.
My 59 year-old mother has decided to show us her signature headstand. Upon her failure to produce, she blames the softness of the grass and her weight. My 16 year-old cousin has no problem one-upping her in the background.
Enjoy.
Unfortunately, the calm before the storm is usually so nice it tricks people into forgetting what is to come. Its breezy and calm right now with just a slight drizzle. The men are outside putting the finishing touches on hurricane prep. We are forcasted for the Baton Rouge area to receive category 1 winds of up to 75 mph and gusts of 95 mph. Not sure when the internet will go out.
New Orleans becomes a pretty eerie place to be in the days leading up to an evacuation for an impending hurricane. The shutters close, boards go up, parking lots empty, daily banter ends and everything becomes about "the updated path", "your evacuation plan", "emergency supplies", etc. This is where we are right now. The realization is setting in for even the most stubborn, the jokes stop, the real work begins and the fears of what will be when we return start to come. Best of luck to all and I will keep you updated on our status.
Well, that didn't take long... Along comes another hurricane hopping down the bunny trail, oh I mean, swirling in the Gulf. So, I thought it would be interesting to look up the meaning of Gustav. Yep, just as I suspected, it means "staff of the goths". Huh? What the heck does that mean? Kind of phallic and vampirish all in one. Anne Rice will be proud.
Gas up the tanks... Come Sunday, we are most likely headed to Baton Rouge.
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