Murphy Mondays is my chance to catch y’all up on what’s been going on in our lives here. When I was a kid, separated by many miles from our closest friends and family, my dad wrote a “Monday morning email” to tell everyone what we were all up to. This is that very thing, only a bit more technology is thrown into the mix with blogging 🙂
Wow!! What a WEEK! Goodness. I thought we were off to a fairly normal start last Monday when I wrote my entry. And then Tuesday came upon us. An earthquake! In Virginia! At 5.8, nonetheless. For the first time since 1897, a quake of this magnitude rocked not only the state of Virginia, but could be felt far-reaching. I was fairly certain I was losing my mind as the shaking happened, looking from wall to wall in my living room as I sat on my couch. And then – with all the brilliance I could muster! – I ran outside to find the semi truck that must have run into our brick building. Turns out – no such evidence. Our neighbor, who has just recently moved here from California, confirmed for us that it was indeed an earthquake, and explained that we should expect more to come. I felt one of the several aftershocks, but they were nothing compared to the initial shaking. What an interesting experience!
For our friends on the West Coast, it seemed like absolutely nothing to experience, and I am sure that with their daily occurrences, it wasn’t. However, this experience was like moving to Cozumel, Mexico, only to discover the ocean was no longer there: it’s just not something you expect here. At all.
And then, the week got even more exciting. By Wednesday the weather forecasters were predicting Hurricane Irene would hit as a Cat 3 directly 2 hours south of us and continue up on land to devastate our local area. Water, batteries, flash lights, and generators flew off the shelves. By the time we arrived at our local grocery store Wednesday night there was very little left in the way of “typical” hurricane supplies. All we were after was some food we could prepare ahead of time in case we lost power for a few days, thankfully. With pulled pork, low carb muffins, and no bake sugar free cookies at the ready, we settled down to wait for Irene to hit us with her best shot.
But, it turns out a lot of people fled town for no real reason. A Cat 3 turned into a Cat 1, and in our subdivision we didn’t even lose power once. There was a LOT of rain and wind, a lot of trees and branches down, and some very upset puppies that wouldn’t go outside, but mostly, it was nothing to write home about. Our backyard flooded and we had some water damage around our large bay window in the living room. But, we were completely safe during the entire adventure, which lasted approximately 24 hours.
Thanks to all of your for your concerns and prayers! As it turns out, we were doubly blessed: First to know that we are so well loved and second to watch the hand of our Creator reach out to protect us twice in one week from what could have been major catastrophes.
Today, we have one more day off for hurricane reprieve, and then back to the “regular” work week tomorrow for Mr. Marine. But, it’s a short week with the upcoming holiday. Oh … and the tourists are about to leave the beach, which means more peace in our neck of the woods!
Until next week …