Dani 3.0

It’s 2:45 a.m. and Rita’s coming ashore.

Jay and I drove around our West Houston neighborhood to assess the situation; the most exciting thing we saw were two Great Danes being walked.

The food is stocked, the supplies are ready, and the yard is secure. I’m ready for a nap.

Well, actually, they’re winds. I’m sitting in my recliner looking out the window into the backyard, and the wind rushing through the leaves sounds like waves breaking.