Good grief, Irene!
Well, it looks like a Hurricane Irene® is headed our way, and I just got back from the market. My fellow city dwellers were filling their carts with bottled water, Glade candles, Spaghetti-Os and D cell batteries. Being a former Camp Fire Girl, we at Casa de Cranki are also prepared – saltilicious meat in a can was purchased, batteries recharged, board games were selected from the hall closet. Peanut butter – check. Granola bars – check. Booze – check. Astro Glide – check. Prepare for the worst and hope for the best – all the best to our readers on the Eastern Seaboard!
Why are hurricanes named after women?
Because they arrive wet and wild, then leave with your house and car.
Mrs C., I’ve just been informed that we can no longer refer to this weather event as Hurricane IreneÂ®. We now have to call it The Big Storm.
You forgot to put M&Ms on your list. I had the good fortune to be in Florida, on the west coast, for Hurricane Andrew and M&Ms were an important staple for us.
I made chocolate chip cookies, and there are Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups and Kit Kat bars in the fridge. Although I may need to make an M&M run…