Yes, there are some days that I wish I still drank. Today I would really like a drink.
Our wind is sustained at 28 mph with gusts from 40-50 mph. So even walking to the mailbox is dangerous. Live limbs are breaking and falling from trees.
We had to pick up something in Rockwall this morning and I thought the car door was going to snap my legs off when I got my feet on the ground. And yes, I was hanging on to the door handle as a gust threatened to blow me away.
So I am going back to cooking up some dogs... no, no... cooking up something for the dogs. And then...
I think I will relax for a while. Maybe read a good book from my Kindle in a tub of warm (not too hot) water. What about you?