So I don’t think we need to be worried about Hanna.  I guess we’ll just get some rain.  She’s basically just going to brush past us, all snobby like.

But who knows about Ike.

I’m just tired of depending on the weather forecasters.  It’s all just guessing, of course—last year at this time I checked the Weather Channel online everyday to find out if our wedding day was going to be rainy.  And literally each day would show sun, rain, sun, rain.  You can imagine how much Matthew loved those phone calls…

September 22nd was sunny.

The Weather Channel was wrong.

AuthorBeth Ables