Hatches Battened Down

I'm finally feeling more like myself, which is a good thing.

We are pretty much in the "go to a liquor store" and "screwed" section of this weather map:

Actually, now that I look a little closer, we're more under the "screwed" part of south-central PA than we are the "liquor store" part, but we're pretty darn close to it.

Needless to say, we're hunkering down.

School has been canceled for the next two days, and trick-or-treat night on Tuesday was canceled early this morning.

Rosetta, Iridessa, and Spidergirl are beside themselves.  They were so looking forward to trick-or-treating.

I would imagine that Hubby is not planning on going in to work on Tuesday (Monday is his normal day off).

We've offered our home as a hangout for any of our youth group kids who are uncomfortable being home alone while their folks are at work.

And, weather permitting, we're taking the girls to an indoor scavenger hunt on Tuesday night at the home of one of the twins' classmates, just so that they can do some kind of candy thing.  Hopefully, the borough will reschedule trick-or-treat night.  Otherwise, I've got a glut of excess candy.

And, unlike PeeJay's wife, I bought the good stuff.

Which I really don't need to eat.

So...it may be the end of the week before I'm on here again.

Those of you who are hunkering down along with us, in the line of Sandy's wrath, stay safe.

The rest of you?  Those of us who are preparing to ride out a fury of wind and rain sure would appreciate your prayers for our safety, our communities, our EMS/police/fire/rescue personnel, and for few injuries and no fatalities.

See you on the flip side of Frankenstorm!