And now for the last two days, rain. Rain, rain, go away, come again some other day. Rain so hard I swear I saw a bearded man floating by in an ark. Don't tell me it's a Nor'Easter, it's rain, almost in a biblical way! And my poor mom and dad! All the siding blew off their house, as well as their mailbox blew down!
Power keeps flickering on and off, I don't know how much longer I have the computer, I have my wind up radio, trees come down, lightning strikes, the cat howls from thunder boomers. She is scared. I am scared too, as we snuggle together under an old afghan my grand mother made for me when I was a teenager.
The weatherman says two to three more days of this. In the mean time I will get the apartment ready for Passover, and do some heavy duty journaling, and read with a flashlight. Listen to the radio. Make a lovely chicken soup with the left over chicken carcass I have with carrots. And miss the internet.