Dear Irene:
Please go out to sea. Right now, you are headed squarely for my mom's house. Think east - I hear it's nice out in the middle of the Atlantic.
Dear Irene:
Please go out to sea. Right now, you are headed squarely for my mom's house. Think east - I hear it's nice out in the middle of the Atlantic.
Most days in life don't stand out, But life's about those days that will...
Irene is headed straight to my house. Not sure if my bigger threat is a tree (lots of them) falling on my house, or flooding. The roof is new and assuming it was done right, should be OK. I had 14-16" water in the front yard after a bad Nor'easter a couple years ago - almost up to the 3rd step. I have a very bad feeling about this one.
Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. Choose with no regret. Continue to learn. Appreciate your friends. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is.
--Mary Anne Radmacher
Dear thyroid.
I don't like you. Why can't you just behave like you're supposed to? I don't want to have Graves' Disease. I don't want even more eye problems than I already have. I don't want my endo to scrunch her face up when I ask her if it's okay to exercise (and go on a bike tour in two weeks that's already paid for). I don't want to fit in multiple doctors visits in my already busy schedule. I don't want to feel like I'm going to burst into tears and not know if that's "just my thyroid" or if I'm having a legitimate emotional response to stress.
Grrrr.
That is all. For now.
Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. Choose with no regret. Continue to learn. Appreciate your friends. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is.
--Mary Anne Radmacher
(((Indy))) BTDT, if it does turn out to be Graves and you want to talk about it you know how to reach me. You are a strong woman and can stand up to it, but hopefully it will turn out to not be the problem. I had this very badly in my 20's and still remember what it was like.
I hope Irene turns out not be a problem, scary stuff indeed for those in her path. Sending good hopes, thoughts, and prayers for all TE members who might be in the path of the storm.
Dear Ladies that just moved here from Chicago,
I find it interesting that you gave everything up because you believe "The End is Near." I'm not one to judge. Afterall, I'm not God and I don't claim to know what his plans are. But to leave your jobs, your homes, your friends . . . to come here . . . well, I mean if "The End" is truly near, does it matter where you are when it happens?
Moving on . . .
I just want to warn you that "The End" might be a little nearer and closer than you think. The several tons of sand bags you've hired men to stack in all the rooms on the main floor (to hide you from the satelites) is several tons! Just what you've done so far is the equivalent of driving 3 of DH's big work trucks into your living room. Your safe room below is not that safe given it's quite likely the floor above you is going to collapse.
Stay safe,
Limewave
p.s. if Chicago does implode and it looks like "The End" is here, you may find us knocking on your well-stocked, satellite-proofed, safe-house.
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Wow! At least you know where you can go if they are right... Where are you anyway?
Uh, what? You have people that have moved to your town for the Rapture and they're using sandbags in their own homes to hide from satellites? I don't get it. Let's just say it is "the End." Then onto the next life we go or we become worm food. No sandbags necessary. Or maybe I just don't understand. What, exactly, are they hiding from?
Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. Choose with no regret. Continue to learn. Appreciate your friends. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is.
--Mary Anne Radmacher