My DH hasn't called me today. I hope he's okay. They were expecting a hurricane.
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Thanks. I worry when he doesn't call. He calls every day come hell or high water. If the weather is bad the satellite phones go out. I know that's usually the reason when he doesn't call. That the phones are out. Of course, when the phones are out it means really bad weather so...
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
I had a cousin worked oil rigs. He called every day till he didnt.
I understand. I totally understand.
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Thanks. He doesn't work on an oil rig but we have several friends who do. We're always the first to hear about explosions and stuff. One of DH's friends did underwater oil rig work. He had a torch underwater and fixing a pipe. The whole thing exploded. He was 36 and had four kids. The youngest was six months old. It was sad.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
This was tonight in town. Tomorrow is supposed to be bad too. I have errands to do tomorrow.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
New flooding. It poured all last night. We lost power. It poured all night tonight. Supposed to continue tomorrow and into the weekend. It's rained so much there's no place for it to go. All the lakes and rivers are topped out and overflowing already.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
DH is dying. He left a cabinet door open and smacked his head on the corner. He said he's bleeding profusely. Reality is that he took about 1/8 square inch of skin off and has a bump on his head. In the time it took me to make the 10 or so steps from couch to kitchen, it stopped bleeding. Profusely bleeding, my arse.
New flooding. It poured all last night. We lost power. It poured all night tonight. Supposed to continue tomorrow and into the weekend. It's rained so much there's no place for it to go. All the lakes and rivers are topped out and overflowing already.
Jeez! I hope y'all get relief from all the water soon.
I know. So tired of the rain. We were under flash flood warnings and tornado watches tonight. It's getting to be a normal occurrence. And getting old.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
It has rained sometime this evening here. I didn't know till I heard it running off the trees outside my bathroom window.
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