So here we are in Bradenton, waiting for the next meteorological shoe to drop.

Milton is coming, and it will get messy, but we should be okay with that. We are shuttered and in a no-flood zone, but it promises to get loud, and I’m hoping we don’t lose our electricity if only to keep up with the weather reports telling us just how bad it is.

Of course, it would be nice to watch a little baseball in between the gloom and doom reports.

People have been checking in with us, and I have been trying to keep them informed and allaying their fear and concern for our welfare. Bryan came up yesterday and has done much of the heavy lifting we have required to get ready, so that has been a blessing.

We have had a few of these rodeos to endure in the seven years since we moved to Florida. We also had a few to endure in our 33 years living in East Quogue. We had more blizzards than hurricanes while living on the Island, so that wasn’t too bad.

I will be powering down on Mac and pulling the plug so that a surge doesn’t fry its innards.

I promise to log on once power is restored (assuming we do lose power).

Thanks for thinking of us, and God Bless