Ah, yes, the summer life. It seemed like one minute I was sitting on the deck, pretending to take a chemical reading from a drink with a pool test strip. The next minute, I was downstairs in my office waiting for dinner when I heard a loud crashing sound. At first, I thought it was thunder...and then I heard the call from Marie-Anne: "Jon, come up here, quick!"
Marie-Anne asked me on Thursday if I thought we should take the umbrella on the deck table down. I said, "nahhh, it's suppose to be rainy, not windy."
My first red flag should have been the storm's name...HURRICANE Arthur. The phrase, "nahhh, it's suppose to be rainy not windy" keeps playing back in my mind like an echoy voice from a horror movie.
When I walked into the radio station this morning, I expected heat after all the sounding we did on and off the air about our chilly climate. I was surprised to find out the temp, which had been 62 yesterday morning, is 60 today!
I was watching Netflix. It was a movie with a continuous musical soundtrack (no, not porn) and I heard a thump which I assumed was part of the program. My wife, who worked nights and was in bed, came out and say, "didn't you hear the thump? The basketball hoop tipped over."