i know that a few weeks ago i was practically begging for a hurricane, and now it looks as though i might get one. According to the National Hurricane Center, Hurricane Ernesto is predicted to take a sharp easterly turn once inside the Gulf, heading up the coast to visit the boys and me at the beach. it could be fun.
N.B: The National Hurricane Center noted that any predictions so far in advance are subject to a wide margin of error.
Last night i had weird and bizarre Lake Dreams, reflective, i suppose, of how my head isn't quite where it ought to be these past couple days. i was about to write in my journal just as Artsie brought in Yet Another Cicada, this one still flapping and buzzing about, albeit woundedly. Little Nibs thought this was grand and the two of them played with the poor thing until it finally gave up the ghost, somewhere under my bed. i confess i haven't gone in to fetch it just yet; i'm waiting for the ew! factor to diminish.
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