Well, that was dizzyingly anticlimactic. We did get a lot of wind and rain, enough to blow down tree branches and fences all over the neighborhood, though none of ours. We never even lost power, and have been comfortably holed up doing homework (him), cooking (me), watching CNN (both) and bad Sci-Fi Channel movies (him), and reading Georgette Heyer (me). We ventured out at lunch today only to find that everyone else in town had done the same; all the restaurants were packed. We had a lovely lunch with several friends and the refugees they’re hosting from Galveston and Port Arthur. Arrangements were made to host Houston friends if their power outage lasts longer than their patience.
Mom reports that the relatives are fine. My cousin the pharmacist has at last been allowed to leave the hospital where she works, but her apartment is without power. My aunt got power back for a moment, but the line was down in her back yard and it sparked a fire, so she had to call 911 and is now without power again. Both should be in possession of generators shortly. My aunt can’t go back to work until they clean up all the glass downtown, however.
So, all is mostly well, considering. I’m told that one of AT&T’s cell towers is down here, though, so reaching us might be dicey for a while.
My ice cream turned out fairly well, although I have twice as much of it as I’d planned, having overlooked the fact that my package of strawberries amounted to 32 ounces rather than 16. If you work near me and would like some, bring a container tomorrow!