Apparently a named Tropical Storm (Emily) went over us a few days ago………………..But I missed it………………….

…………….well I didn’t actually miss it, I did notice it was raining……………a lot.  But it was just another wet day at the oasis.  It was gray, wet, muddy and boot-worthy………………….but not name-worthy(?)………………just a Monday.

I did cancel with my home-nurse care who is still seeing me post-knee-replacement-surgery.  But we cancelled because she had new shoes and hadn’t put her boots in her car for that day.  (We always live on boot-worthy property—–no biggie.)

And the bathroom-tile-guy cancelled too because he didn’t want to bring his truck in……………………but that’s not unusual here either.  Absolutely everyone gets stuck on our property.  We just pull them out with our tractor……………like I’ve said before…………………tractors with 4-wheel drive—–a very good thing.  (My daughters learned how to turn the wheel axle hub switches on the truck practically before they could walk.)

So a “tropical something” cranked up to the left of us in the Gulf of Mexico and decided to go right.  It swirled over us and continued across the state and is now currently somewhere north of here in the Atlantic, I think………………………And………………..that was “Emily”.

She did put me on notice though.  I am now watching “Wunderground” radar more fervently.  August and September are the “hot” months for hurricanes………….Mother Nature’s idea of “royal flushes” and “swirlies”. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not taking her capabilities lightly.  Not at all! These next weeks will be crucial for this season.  We don’t normally have something brew so quickly & unexpectedly right out there practically in our armpit in the Gulf of Mexico.  It’s kind of like our own backyard, so to speak.  That was a bit of an oddity.

So it’s now white-knuckle-time for us until late September (at the earliest).  Hurricane season lasts until the last day of November.  Much more dramatic display potential by Mother Nature is still quite possibly in store.  Our job is to just sit and wait and see what she gets up to.

Today our hay man is dodging the weather to see when he can deliver this month’s hay.  He cancelled Monday (Emily’s promenade).  He tried yesterday with no luck……………too much post-Emily leakage.  So today is a must for us.  Either he delivers or we have to go and pick up a stop-gap roll to keep the ladies happy until the rest of the order arrives.  And as I relayed and shared in a recent posting, idle muzzles make for mischievous animals.  If the livestock are not feeding their faces then they are plotting for our demise……………….it’s a dog-eat-dog world out here.  It’s always better to keep them pacified with food than leaving them up to their own creative pastimes.

Our main bathroom is being fixed (finally).  See, now that we have a functioning septic tank we are working backwards to fix up the house………………AND, I just realized……………………..the new septic system is working!!!  I know this because, in the past if we were post-Emily schvitz’ing, we would have been bailing out bathrooms already………………………AND we are high and dry!  Yip Yip Yippee!!!!!  That’s a first in almost twenty-five years!!!!!

Now our one bathroom is devoid of the old cast-iron (too small) bathtub (200+lbs).  All it needs next is one wall blasted out and the new (old) bathtub put in.  Which reminds me, I’ll have to empty it of all of the halters, saddle blankets, saddle-what-nots and basic catch-basin-stuff that have accumulated in it while in our garage during the past eighteen months of storage.  It’s not one of those super-cool, old-fashioned claw-footed ones (although it does have feet).  But it is deliciously large……………something I am looking forward to luxuriating in without my knees up by my ears.  And finally someplace to use bath salts and bubble bubble soaks. How foofie & beautiferous & wonderful!