Hurricane Dorian – Day Two


Dearest Readers:

Today is Day Two of Hurricane Dorian anticipation. Are we ready? Of course!

We’ve been on this roller coaster before, and I confess, I do not care for roller coasters! During Hurricane Hugo, I stayed with 60 students at the college where I was employed. Yes. 60 students! Most of them I knew. Believe me, during the hurricane, I got to know many of them! What I discovered is the stronger the students acted, the weaker they were, and the most horrified.

Today, I have the Weather Channel on, listening to when the prediction of Hurricane Dorian is predicted to arrive. Although I haven’t confirmed the news, I’ve been told that Charleston is basically a ghost town. No traffic to fight! Also, reportedly, a few of the Cracker Barrels are closed. It will be interesting to see if and when Waffle House closes. I’m certain you’ve probably seen the signs posted on highways previously saying “Waffle House is open,” on Christmas Day.

Perhaps later today, I’ll hop in the car and drive around, just to see how Mount Pleasant is preparing for Dorian – a feisty female hurricane with a strong breath of wind.

We have water. Food. Fruit. Doggie treats. We’ve been on this roller coaster before. We will survive. Reportedly, Dorian will be a category two when she dances into Charleston. We have been home since Saturday. Today is Tuesday. I think I’m ready to get out of this house and tour Mount Pleasant without traffic.

Perhaps I do need a break. There’s much too MUCH stress in my life now. Perhaps I’ll share a bit of that news when the stress breaks and all decisions are finalized. As for now, I need another cup of coffee, in preparation of Dorian.

Have I said I detested “hurricane season?” Looks like additional storms are brewing in the Atlantic too. Hurricane Juliette is brewing somewhere.

Someone yesterday stated they always name hurricanes after women. I set him straight on Facebook rather quickly, letting him know that during the Feminist movement, which I was a part of, it was decided that hurricanes should rotate the names between men and women. Isn’t it about time? Men are just as unpredictable as women. Hugo is a male name and he pounded into the Charleston Harbor as a Category Four!

As for Dorian, I think she needs to simply fade away! More later, readers!

Hurricane Dorian


Dearest Readers:

This will be a short post. I promise! If you are following weather reports, then you must know, we are probably in the path of Hurricane Dorian.

What’s the latest? When will it hit? I haven’t a clue. I turned the television off earlier after listening to the reports most of the morning.

As for Charleston, I-26 has been reversed to West bound only. With all the growth we’ve had within the lowcountry, I believe our leaders (and some of those are questionable) realized after Hurricane Floyd in 1999, people residing in Charleston cannot get out of the hurricane’s way unless roads are reversed.

See, in this lovely city that so many tourists love, Charleston does not believe OR PLAN — for growth. Subdivisions are built without additional infrastructure. Builders and developers LOVE to build here – since most of them do not live here. Why would they care about traffic???

Enough. I didn’t mean to get started on my latest complaint about Charleston, South Carolina – HOME OF THE GOOD OLE BOYS!

i’ll do my best to write additional reports about Hurricane Dorian later. Perhaps tomorrow. For now, since it is Labor Day, I suppose I should labor and do a few things around this house. After all, in the South, we always have a clean, sparkling house when guests arrive. If Hurricane Dorian is a-coming, I want to make my best impression when I rush to close the door on her and let her know she is not welcomed to come inside my home.