When I open my inbox every Friday, I am super excited to find The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS. When you click the link, you will find the rules and all the ping backs. When you read
some all of those ping backs that are nuggets of gold, you will be in awe and amazed, I promise!! When I make promises, I do not make them lightly. Go on, click the link. You know you want to.
When I first wrote “Harvey You Bastard”, I did so from the perspective of how he affected me. Well, … not just me but Lulu too. In my defense, Harvey was only a tropical storm and we did not yet know he’d hit as a Category 4 hurricane before becoming a tropical storm again. Plus I was protecting my chick. She had one hell of a summer and while all’s well that ends well, she was more than ready to re-start her life.
When she sent me these texts on Wednesday, my heart sank (or is it sunk?). No time for the grammar po-po. Move on mind. Flow stream of consciousness, flow …
When her plans changed, she adapted because …
When life gives you lemons, it’s time to open the gin
When one door closes, another door opens
When it rains, it pours and Harvey is still a bastard
When the going gets tough, the tough get going
When pigs fucking fly, take a picture or no one will believe you
When all is said and done, we know how much worse things could have been
Originally we would have spent last night in a hotel room in Corpus. Instead, B and I had all our little chickadees in the sometimes empty nest. Another dinner with the Brain Trust and again lots of laughter. Our hearts go out to everyone directly impacted by Hurricane Harvey and we are ever so grateful to have been spared from the worst.
As always, more to come.