The article was about the Bermuda High
that is firmly ensconced right where it was LAST year as well as the
sea surface temps being comparable and El Nino being weak AGAIN. Same
set up as last season so duck was the advice.

Yes, I've read that elsewhere. We are prepared, and as I wrote earlier, we
will button up the house and go party if we get that kind of warning again.
Still, no one can predict what will happen, despite all their models and
science. So, we hang loose. It will be good to get things back in order,
though. Can't keep things clean right now, at least not to my satisfaction.
Frank thinks I'm nuts, but it bothers me.

Now where AM I going to store those tarps...AND Blenders!

Yowza, blenders! I missed that part! Are we having a hurricane party before
the fact? And save the tarps. After Jeanne, when the need for tarps was
acute, they were lost somewhere in the USA. We were joking about it down
here. Yo, Tarps! Where are the tarps? It helps to have a sense of humor,
y'know. There was a story about a truck on I-95 getting a police escort into
Port St. Lucie. It was carrying bottled water and ice. It was bound for West
Palm Beach. But then, they hijacked some of our stash, too. It was a sight
to behold on US I one day; a convoy of tractor trailers (ice, water, tarps,
MRE's) with a cordon of wailing sirens escorting it into a relief area. That
was the day we scored ice, tarps, and a new cell phone battery and a car
charger for the cell from Radio Shack. Boy, we were the kings of the hill!
We did need ice, though not water, as I'd stocked up. But when you went
through the line they opened up your doors and threw in bags of ice, cases
of water, and a brown box. They waved us on so the line would keep moving.
No chance to say anything. Frank was driving, and he said 'What's in the
box?". It was MRE's. We didn't need that! And though we gave almost all of
them away, Frank did try one, and pronounced it much better than the rations
he got when he was in the Army Airborne. And, getting back to the blender,
he found a packet of some kind of vanilla shake, to which he added ice - and
rum.

Now, if my orchids would just get over the ill effects of those storms, I'd
be a happy lady. We have lost a bunch of Phals, some favorites among them.
Sunburn, the wrong light, etc. But things are starting to bloom again. All
will be well. We got us, Babe!

Diana