wake me up when september ends....

I am sure that if you live on the Gulf Coast you all feel the same way I do. The song with this phrase in it doesn't have the same meaning, but that was exactly the broken record in my head as I spent a lot longer in line at the bank trying to pay my house note. It was also what came to mind when I was in Wal Mart exchanging some diapers that Taft had outgrown and there were more than a boat load of people buzzing around with excitement from the upcoming storm and the holiday. The great news is...it looks like we are in the clear from Gustav, but apparently we are watching the Atlantic for couple of more potentials. I am aware that I chose to live in an area that is very vulnerable for the risk of hurricanes, but please just wake me up when September ends...at least the peak will be over and we can all rest a little easier and begin to fill up our freezers again! Happy returning to all our friends who evacuated...for me and Taft we are camping out in Dallas until our nephew/cousin is born on Wed. Be safe Daddy (Eric). We already miss you.