okay, so today, hurricane isabel decided to stop by.
been a while since i had to play host to a hurricane in this part of pennsylvania. I wasn't sure what to serve...lawn chair, table...hanging basket, or beloved maple tree? and i hardly knew how to dress for the occasion either. do you think these heels are too much with my nightie?
i know, i know...i had plenty of time to prepare for her visit. but true to floralilian form,
i didnt.
so this morning, of course the neighbors were understanding when i had to run outside in my nightgown and collect all of the blown over deck furniture...again. And Isabel, with her warped sense of tornadic humor, got her jollies by flipping my nightie over my head while i struggled to put the cafe umbrella down.
not a very pretty sight, I assure you. Verrry funny isabel. do us a favor won't you - and don't overstay your (un)welcome.
2 comments:
"TORNADIC HUMOR" --OOOOH, i love that! Let's use it in a sentence: Flora had a tornadic sense of humor....
Man, i remember when Isabel was happening--I was in the midst of contacting an old beau from college (to share the Mae story, cuz he was one to whom I divulged the sinister truth....)--and he was on his way out east. I told him to watch out for Isabel, as I'd heard she was as flirtatious as I.
Flo--with Mae's loss of job, we are SERIOUSLY thinking of a road trip out your way. Whucha doin' the week May 22-29?
I love this entry...if it is any consolation, Houston has wind tunnels downtown...I have seen many a young lady with her dress flapping gaily and wrapping around her head. It is quite a sight and quite a shock for the viewer.
Love Courtenay
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