The Enough is Enough Sort of Hope PT2

“And the rain rain rain came down down down” ~ Winnie the Pooh

(That ‘s now two Winnie the Pooh references for me in 2 days. )

Day 2 Hurricane Sandy. I’m tired of hearing her name already.

Things that I can’t get out of my head when I hear the name Sandy- – the song from Grease that John Travola croons out in the Drive Inn.

( I know I should like “Good Sandy” better, but c’mon.. those pants!!)

and naturally,

Sandy hasn’t even really reached us yet. All schools remain closed. Many local roads either closed or unpassable. I am unable to access true storm data. Which you’d think would be available in this day and age. Can’t get rainfall totals or wind gust speeds. But I can tell you that it’s windy as heck and it really hasn’t stopped raining since this morning. It’s 7:00pm or 19:00 hours for you military folks or other daughters of Marines.

My facebook status this afternoon said ~that sad, sad moment when you open the door to leave your doggie out into the raging rain and swirling winds and she looks back at you with those big brown eyes and tilts her floppy eared head like ” are you freakin kidding me? ” My poor Sophie dog. She’s battling ear troubles too and in this wind I really wish I could find a doggie hat or something to send her out in. I suppose dogs don’t really like hats though, do they ?

My Sandy shots so far. Or, photos I should call ” pictures I could take without leaving the comfort of my home” .  I came back in as soon as the wind started to blow me away.

I’m so brave.

The Enough is Enough Sort of Hope

Last year at Halloween , it snowed. SNOW! Here .. in October. Prior to our October snow in 2011, I think it had only snowed here less than 5 times in recorded weather history.

As we speak we are sitting through Hurricane Sandy. Though I am unable to photograph Sandy while she is in progress, I was able to get some shots of our October snow while it was happening last year.

On the first day of that record breaking snow, we lost power. Primarily because of my condition and my inability to be in the cold, we set off for my mother in laws home just a few short miles away, as she has a generator to power her home when their electric ceases to run. The trip was not the smartest of ideas, as you will see. I was able to compile a complete photographic journey of our travel over the hill to her home. We were met with un-plowed slippery snow covered roads, downed trees and power lines making it impossible for us to pass. We met a few kind people on the way who were also stuck so my husband would get out and try to help them clear the debris. At one point we were just moments away from a giant tree branch that came cascading down right in front of our moving car. The journey was treacherous at best and we were more than thankful when we reached the warm shelter Mike’s mom had provided for us.

The following morning the snow had stopped and the sun came up. Life, it seemed, would continue as if nothing had ever happened. Our power would be restored later that day. Little did we know that many of our friends would remain without power for a week, some up to 14 days. We then, opened our home to people who needed shelter and showers and warm meals. That storm would remain quite a memory. One I hoped would not be repeated for a very long time.

I am praying we can get through this Halloween storm without losing power.  Two teens without entertainment is never a fun thing. Me without heat is no joke, either.

I hope to be able to head out after the rain and see what effects Mother Nature has left us with.  In the meantime, I will just watch the leaves swirl to the ground from my window in the comfort of my favorite chair.

They say that the third time is a charm. I can’t even imagine what Mother Nature intends to shock us with  next Halloween.

The Sort of Hope Who Does Not Like Hurricanes ( specifically Sandy)

This is my son Nick. He is in Jupiter Florida right now playing for The PG NY Clippers at something called The Perfect Game. He was chosen to go because someone believes he is talented enough to be there with the best of the best. We are so grateful for this opportunity for him. It has been a dream of his to play baseball in Florida for as long as I can remember. It was never, however, part of his dream to drive 30 hours to arrive at his dream only to be greeted by a hurricane. Hurricane Sandy.

As happy and as proud of my son as I was for being selected to play in this tournament, that’s as sad as I am for him right now.  Imagine driving all that distance to have your dreams literally blown away. But I know that Nick is strong. And I know that he is brave and he is a fighter and he will make it through this.   My heart is there with him even though my physical self can’t be.

He will make this a learning experience and emerge victorious. He has played travel baseball away from home before but never quite this far away. And certainly never under conditions quite like this, stuck in a hotel most of the time, being so close to what you want to do most in the world but not quite being able to do it. And all you can do is lay in a bed and look at your uniform hung carefully ( I hope) just waiting to be worn and dream.

**As I go to post this I have found out that his team got the opportunity to play one game so far. They are playing in less than ideal conditions. 50 mile an hour winds and rain with oft time downpours. Nick got a chance to throw to 4 batters. He had 3 first pitch strikes. Topped the radar at 87mph. 1 K , 2bb,1 hit then the game was called.  Which makes this mom pretty darn proud of her 16 year old. I sure hope he is proud of himself. His first tournament of this caliber under conditions like that- I’d say you are living your dream, son! (But if I know my boy, it wasn’t good enough for him, because he knows he can do better).

Can’t wait to get the next scouting report. Weather permitting. This will make such a good story for his son ( or daughter) some day.