A 5.9 earthquake rattled all of us here on the East Coast yesterday, stretching as far as North Carolina to Toronto to Chicago. It was a tad unsettling as we ECers don't face much in the way of natural disasters and such. In the Baltimore area we see the occasional small tornado or heavy rain from a hurricane down south. So this was sort of a big deal.
I admit I was a tad freaked out. It took me a second to figure out what was going on but when my brain finally processed that the giant church I was in was actually MOVING I definitely had a slight moment of panic. I remember thinking, "these may have been the wrong shoes to wear today." Cute though my purple wedges were.
In addition to the earth moving under my feet yesterday, I checked on the weather for my beach trip this weekend and a little storm named Irene is making her way up the East Coast, scheduled to hit the Northeast on Sunday. She'll be a Category 2 by then, only throwing hundred mile an hour winds at us, but still. It puts a damper on my wardrobe. And my time in the sun. Since there won't be any. ::sigh::
I started packing this morning, actually, so I can figure out what I still need to wash, etc. I wanted to take flowy skirts and pretty dresses since really, there's only two more weekends left of traditional summer. I had these fantastic little fantasies of walking the boardwalk, ice cream in hand, in my sweet white eyelet dress all fancied up with wedges and a cute belt. I pictured playing mini golf in a fabulous mix of stripes and florals.
But no. I'll be in jeans and a hoodie all weekend since dashing to and fro in the pouring down rain is what's presently on the agenda.
Anyone ever notice how beach towns have zero indoor activities for rainy days? I may have to pack movies and plan to bake something.
Nothing I can do about hurricane season so I'll make the best of it and take photos of all the palm trees bent over in the wind.
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