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.
The week had been crazy for our family. I had a medical scare and had just gotten some good news on Friday. Michelle has been studying and working non-stop getting ready for graduation next month from CMMC School of Nursing. We needed a daddy/daughter date night in a big way and we got it in the form of Spamalot at the Waterville Opera House.