The weather people in the upper midwest are going a bit crazy over the storm moving into the area. Personally, I think comparing it to the storm that sunk the Edmund Fitzgerald is a bit over the top, but we are still predicted to have sustained winds in the forty mile an hour range...for more than twenty-four hours, with gusts topping sixty.
Living in a flat with a 120 inch wide picture window facing west (the direction from which the storm is approaching), I'm a wee bit concerned about a few things, not the least of which is flying debris smashing the glass. While I took in what little outdoor decoration I have, some of my neighbors are not that bright (well, except for the neighbor immediately north, who apparently took it into her head to take in all the stuff she has on her patio (the one pretty much right outside my bedroom window) at one-thirty this morning).
To complicate things, a co-worker's father passed away after a long illness; the visitation is today - during the day, in a town a full hour's drive away from work. I filled the gas tank last night (small car - more gas = added weight = less likely my car will fly like the cows in Twister), but am a bit leery about heading out into the storm on such a long drive. It's not going to be a pleasant country drive, that's for sure.
Edit: OK, I take back my crack about the Edmund Fitzgerald. The barometric pressure is expected to bottom out considerably lower than it was in that storm in '75 - in fact, were we not located in America's heartland, but on the coast, they would be declaring this a category 2 hurricane. Oy.
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