I found the above image at Pink Trash Travels and think it’s genius!
Right now, Virginia Beach is feeling the effects from her in the way of high wind gusts and rain. I think I’ve gotten a total of maybe three hours of sleep. The wind slamming into the side of my apartment is just a wee bit disconcerting. It’s also disconcerting that I can feel the apartment wiggle with the really big gusts.
We are scheduled to really get the brunt of everything aka “bitch”/greaser Sandy tomorrow Morning. Yay!
My outfit today is pretty tragic: running tights, long-sleeved t-shirt, and UofM knee high socks. I figure no one is going to see me today, so why not wear what is comfy? Oh and I did my makeup (I’ve been up since 3, I’ve had a lot of time) in a Cleopatraesque fashion.
Bond? Oh yeah, he is not a fan of this at all.
He’s been on high alert the whole time. Also, in a weird move for him, he hasn’t left my side. If I lay on the couch, he lies on the couch…like directly next to me.
I’ve been working on my centerpiece for next weekend’s reading conference and watching really bad movies. Jennifer’s Body? Horrible, don’t subject yourself to it.
Welp, off to brave Sandy! Stay safe people, don’t be stupid and try to look at the storm. Seriously, stay inside!
