Windy, ain't it? No, it's Friday!

So anybody see a hurricane around here anywhere? For the record, yes I know there's a hurricane coming. No, I haven't packed up and fled the city. The first thing you learn when you move to coastal North Carolina is to watch what the old time locals and natives do. Hannah, the current "threat" is straddling the line between a category one hurricane and a tropical storm. Following "local guidance" the proper response for this type of storm is to go get alcohol, snacks, and ice, and have a party. When you mention Hannah around here, everyone laughs, however, almost without exception they will also respond by saying, "Now Ike has me worried." Ike is the next storm in line, and up until about 3 hours ago it appeared to be following the line of bread crumbs left by Hanna as she tip toed around the Atlantic. Josephine is apparently coming along the same path looking for scraps. As I sat down to decide what to have for my very own hurricane party, I suddenly realized all my work was done. From the other side of the Atlantic, a package arrived with the perfect party snack.You may recall back in January, I got got a surprise Cadbury gift from my friend Nancy. Since Nancy lives in England, she has easy access to all that is chocolate and gooey and delicious. I hesitated to eat my foreign chocolate gift, but Nancy yelled at me, so I did. On Monday I hit the motherload!While Hannah is getting all twisted in the Atlantic, I'm going to be getting all twisted at home.While The National Hurricane Center has to sent out big planes and drop all kinds of expensive probes to see what's in the center of a hurricane, It only takes me one bite to see what's in the middle of these: GOO!!I'm not worried if it starts flooding and the water rises around here. I can just climb on board my raft of Flumps and float out of here!