We’ve had torrential rain here over the past few days, resulting in a total rainfall of around 5 inches. (with more thunderstorms expected tonight) There are 5 probable cases of swine flu here in Lawton. That covers flood and plague. I commented on my Facebook page that I am now just waiting for pestilence and famine to come-a-knocking at the door.
Not that my gut couldn’t use a little famine. C.S.S. commented that her butt could as well. I don’t worry too much about famine since we have a seemingly endless supply of food in the U.S., however, I do worry someone might tell me not to leave my house to get those Chick-Fil-A nuggets I’ve been jonesing for because the ebola virus is running rampant in the streets.
I’m not panicky, which is strange for someone with OCD tendancies, but I want to be cautious. How do I ensure the kids are religiously keeping their hands washed and sanitized in that germ factory we call a “school?” They aren’t that dedicated in the best of times. Their concept of a flu pandemic is seriously limited except when I tell them someone has died from it and I don’t want to scare the hell out of them, just make sure they understand the importance of good hygiene.
If I see a swarm of locusts descending on the house I will seriously start to ponder the “end times.” Not to worry though, I’m pretty sure I’m good with God and I do have flood insurance, so it’s all good unless Noah shows up on my front porch!