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August 27, 2011

Here we are, on the brink of Hurricane Irene.

The rain started about three hours ago, and it’s been varying in intensity since.  We had a bit of a thunderstorm at one point – I hadn’t factored in a thunderstorm as being part of a hurricane – and we lost the cable for a bit, but the storm subsided and the cable returned.

I like a good storm, and I hope we’re getting a storm that’s intense and damaging enough to justify the four days’ worth of media attention.  But I’m also a born cynic, and a classic New Englander – I can’t imagine this thing living up to all its hype, and on the off chance it does, we’ll get through it with a minimum of fuss.   In any case, I don’t want any lives to be lost, or any catastrophic damage.  Not here, not anywhere.

But in the meantime, until the storm passes we’re hunkered down.  I did grocery shopping this morning (went to the liquor store yesterday), Alistair and I went to the crafts store earlier today, and I gassed up the car.  All of the outdoor furniture has been secured.

We had BLTs for dinner.  Tomorrow we’re having chili – two dinners that involve stovetop cooking only, nothing to go in the oven or microwave.  Because we have a gas range, but what if we lose electricity?

I pureed two pounds of plum tomatoes earlier this afternoon and froze it (it yielded a little over 1 1/4 pounds of puree) to make room for a couple extra gallons of (tap) water in the fridge.  Again, just in case.

So here we are.  Home with the family, with nowhere to go, and I couldn’t be happier.  We’re even chipping away at the ever-growing honeydoo list !

And obviously, there’s knitting.

See you on the other side.

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