So the Hurricane is hitting the East Coast, and I can tell just by looking out the window.
The animals are reacting in their own way.
Slinky, for example, is mildly freaked out, as indicated by the fact that he’s raised his head an inch.
Sonny is suspicious of the whole thing.
Darcey’s routine hasn’t changed in the slightest. I woke her up from her nap when I came upstairs, but she’ll probably fall right back to sleep. In a few hours, she’ll wander downstairs, in time to be napping on the couch when Mom comes home. Darcey’s philosophy is: does it allow me to nap? If it doesn’t, I don’t care.
I have reacted in my normal way as well, by baking.
I recently discovered the existence of Cookies in a Cup and you guys, I will never go back. I made the sugar cookie a few days ago; it was good, if a bit bland, but that’s what you expect from a sugar cookie. The peanut butter cookie (the second picture) didn’t cook all the way, so darn, I had to eat a not-quite-cooked peanut butter cookie. It was the worst, obviously. I didn’t take the pictures of the animals while the peanut butter spoon was sticking out of my mouth, because clearly I wouldn’t do such a thing.
Anyway, it’s also close to Halloween, and so this week I Haunted Leesburg.
Amanda and I traded back and forth on playing the Widow. Apparently Amanda was the only one who decided to stay in character for the group photos.
Except Joe, by accident.
Here is me as the Widow: