Squalls Out in the Gulfstream
Hurricane season is barely two weeks old and we have the first storm of the year. Hurricane Alberto. To which I can only say: Oh, bite me.Back at Jackson (We Treat Everyone Like Crap) I always tried to get the hurricane information live on line June 1st. The PR department (It Doesn't Have To Be Done Right, It Only Has To Be Done) felt that nobody pays any attention until August, so the web site didn't have to be updated til then and the special edition of the company newsletter that dealt with hurricane preparedness was never distributed (oh, hell, who are we kidding... was never even sent to press) before mid- to late August.
Here at my new job, we've been having drills and meetings and consciousness-raising since May.
The storms of last year did the work of G-d's own weed whacker on my trees, so this year I have no mangos to lose. Or to eat. Nor avocados. Nor royal poincianna flowers. The mulberry tree managed to put out berries, but the spring was so hot and dry that for the first year since I've been in the house, they were too small and tart to be worth eating.
I finished another quilt top this weekend, except for two borders that would have been done, had I cut them correctly. It's turquoise and brown, and a lap-sized beauty. I love the colors so much that I already have another one worked out in my head using the same two fabrics that were in this one, with additional fabrics filling out a large palette of browns and turquoises. It'll be much larger than this one, as well.
By the time I head over to the Gulf for my annual week of laying around doing nothing but drinking and laying around on the beach chair (will break for naps and food) I should have four to six tops heading off to my sistergirl's place for quilting.
Being a secretary has been the greatest boon to my creative energy ever. Why did I waste so many years working as a commercial artist when all it did was sap my creativity?
Oh, yeah. I remember. It filled my coffers with filthy lucre and enabled me to have health insurance.
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Yeah, I worked through college as a dishwasher at a Holiday Inn despite 6 years’ experience as a restaurant cook so that I could “focus” on schoolwork.
Now that I’m droning in front of spreadsheets all day, I find myself delusional about new books to write, more planets to conquer.
Stay dry and wind-free, Lynne.
-G
PS-Baron Herzog has been on order for more than a month. Looking forward to trying it, though.
I was talking to my Mom last night about the Tropical Storm off the Gulf last night because Levy county is where all our family is…I said, “Hey I saw that they are evacuating Levy County” and she said, “Yeah right…those people aren’t gonna leave” and I said, “well…that’s true, it’s not even a Class One Hurricane yet…that’s like people expecting us here to freak out because there was tiny little rattle when the San Andreas wiggles it’s butt”. Hang in there Lynn and watch out for the 10 inches of rain they say is coming…or maybe has already arrived.