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Is anyone out there? I mean besides <Hurricane> Irene.
I’ve kept busy all day, task after task, but now I’m a little bored, or maybe I’m anxious. Sometimes it’s hard for me to tell where bored ends and anxious begins.
<Hurricane> Irene was supposed to arrive in Northern New Jersey tonight. Now, just like many people I know, Irene is running late, at least according to my husband Mike. At nearly 500 miles across Irene is huge, which might explain why she’s moving slower than expected. Irene’s probably not going to arrive here until the early morning hours. We hope to bore her silly and send her packing in short order. We don’t want her hanging around. I mean, we aren’t used to hurricanes around Northern New Jersey. Give us a Nor’easter or blizzard. Those we know how to handle! This hurricane thing has us on edge.
My sister Cindy lives in Central New Jersey and promised to keep me up to date with conditions in her area. I haven’t heard a peep from Cindy for hours. What about you? Were you on Irene’s itinerary? What kind of house guest was she? Let me know, okay?