Really? Oh come on. The 10 inches of rain yesterday and broken lift wasn’t enough? Falling through the dock with a board missing putting on a boat cover. And now a GD Hurricane heading to the fleet. WTF! Really? I mean I have been hammering away about Port Huron for over a dam year, and THIS is the weekend the bitch Florence decides. Hey, why not come to Virginia. It’s all those Sunnyland jokes isn’t it?
And I have to make the call tonight. Hotel 48 hr notice. Hey, it’s not even the boating. Its all… ALL our pals and fellow Woody Boaters. IN MICHIGAN! This was gonna be the Last gasp. Now I need to make sure I have gas… For the generator. And chances are????? She may miss us. Or Not, but by then its too late. I will have prepped the house, taken all the boats out. Strapped down Sweet Pea. And all this while I could be Boating The Blue, instead of the Grey..
So today is all Drama. Am I going? Or not? I am watching the weather channel watching that bitch just swirl around. Heading to ME!