on the other side...

things to do while tropical storm fay rages around you:

eat. like way too much.

drink. my poor liver. and i did more drinking earlier in the day than i ever have before.

watch movies you have seen before that you know will make you laugh.

get wet. on every trip between houses.

change clothes (see above).

drive golf balls into the banana river in 60 mph winds with the rain falling in sideways.

we started off driving balls off of j's back porch. but since his backyard is enclosed by a small brick wall, followed by a largish parking lot, followed by the a1a, and since only j, b and myself were alert enough through the alcohol to realize that driving balls into the road was a criminally insane idea, (the other j from the cove kept trying to hit the balls into the street and then laughing maniacally) we decided to take a bucket of balls, a few clubs, and go down to the banks of the river. not sure why we bothered wearing coats any of us. it is ridiculously hard to try and swing at a golf ball with rain all over you glasses and the wind whipping past your ears, but once i got the hang of it i was able to concentrate on my stroke, and actually was doing pretty good. then diving through newly-formed ponds on our way back to the house to changes clothes.

for the third time that day.

we weathered it fine, o my beloved non-existant readers. we never lost electricity. we had water aplenty. the only damage that anything we call ours received was a piece of siding came loose on the underside of the roof of our front porch. an easy fix to slide it back in. oh, and both our cars need baths. other than that, just fine.