Puddle Jumping After Hurricane Irene
Hey, did you hear? The east coast experienced apocalyptic Armageddon this week. Earthquake, hurricane Irene, flood, pestilence – you know, typical mushroom-cloud layin’ MFer stuff.
As the winds and rain of the hurricane decided to mosey their way north off of Long Island to New England, we saw a quick return to normalcy. Mostly.
Chloe was busy doing stuff with her dad, so it seemed like the perfect opportunity to go take a look around and see what the state of our world was.
I first ventured around our immediate neighborhood on my bicycle. There was something eery about the silence. No planes, no cars, no birds – just the occasional rustling of the leaves overhead.
After my loop around the neighborhood, I figured things would be okay for me to head out on the DRZ. Incidentally, it will be my escape vehicle of choice in the event of a large scale zombie attack.
There were lots of branches down, not as many trees down as I expected (thank goodness) and some flooding along the low laying shore areas.
I made a new friend whom I decided to call Swanson. He (she?) was just hanging around in the middle of the road directing traffic. I stood next to him (and the No Standing sign) for a couple minutes. He just stayed there looking back at me like, “what up, girlfriend?” I feel like we had a moment. But it could just be that I was loopy from being in the house all day.
For you fashionistas who are going to call me out for wearing cheetah and plaid… whatevs. My other white jersey was in the laundry
There were some really fun puddles to play in:
We had a good time monkeying around on our bikes in the water like a bunch of school kids. Somewhere there is video of me sending a nice 8-foot spray in my wake cruising through there.
So, all in all – I’m thankful to say that we weathered the storm just fine.
How About You?
Were you affected by the storm?