I know I've been posting a lot recently. Sorry--I'm just very, very busy and things pop into my head and I say, hey, I want to post that, and then forget it...so I'm trying to post things as I think about them.
But it's very weird watching Ike from afar. I feel this pull, this desire, to be back in Texas weathering (ha ha, no pun intended) out the storm with all you Texans, all of us banded together against a massive hurricane. My house isn't in any immediate danger, or so we think, but to know that there are so many of you in harm's way--and even to know that my home state (to which I feel now that I'm gone an inordinate amount of pride) might be damaged in any way, shape or form--makes me ache a little inside.
CNN is keeping me updated, and I'm crossing my fingers that Ike is a LOT less destructive than the weatherpeople are making him out to be, but still.
Who of you are in Ike's way? Are you evacuating? Or just hanging tight, hoping for the best?