Returning from bad weather and coney dogs to bad weather and an old dog.
We had a great trip--it's nice to reconnect with family even if it is a tiny one. I think my Gramp was most overwhelmed, so it made airport security (with baby bottles and a freaking cast!) all worth it.
But I'm not moving again until Thanksgiving.
Unless I have to evacuate, of course. Ernesto is supposed to hit well southeast of here at this point, but I've heard that before. When I go to the grocery store today for my normal staples, it will look like a war zone with every shelf cleared of water, bread and bananas.
I can hope for a hurricane day off school at least.
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