punched a rough night. but there are a lot of sticks to play with...

we didn't get the rain, but earl brought strong winds. keith and i (and the animals) piled on the bed in the little spare room - away from the largest trees outside the window and tried to sleep. as a child i watched the large seeimingly invincible tree in our front yard break in half during hurricane hazel so it's hard to reassure me that nothing will come down on the house, i finally took an ativan (which i use for flying) to calm me down enough to fall asleep. abigail is gleeful this morning. so many sticks to choose from...