There's a hurricane a-comin'!

Nothing says "family bonding time" like a category 3 hurricane bringing impending doom to your house, let me tell you! I am ensconced in my home with my folks, my brother, and Rileymatic, and everyone's already getting on each other's nerves, and the power hasn't even gone out yet.

I'm trying my hardest not to panic, which is becoming increasingly difficult in my observation of my mother's worry and my dad's snitty demeanor. Also, the Prodigal Son actually managed to use what little common sense he still has left and figured out that maybe, just maybe, he should be at the house to help out and weather the storm. Frankly, I'm surprised he even bothered showing up today.

Riley hasn't really eaten very much yet today, and that's normal, b/c I believe that she usually eats more during the afternoon hours. However, I'm trying to figure out if I should even have her eat much at all, considering Hurricane Charley is supposed to hit our area this afternoon, and that's her prime time for deuce dropping. Gah. Maybe I should go remove the bowl.