Where is the Common Sense?!
Alright, my mother is giving me a huge anxiety attack.
So, most of the US knows about Hurricane Irene, which is coming up the east coast (rather strange occurrence, iirc), and will be bombarding places much further north than is usual, like New York, Philadelphia, and Boston. Even my state is being put under some kind of warning and my work is even considering shutting down for Monday (I'll know by this afternoon).
And where is my mother right now? Cape Anne, MA (near Gloucester). Cape Cod, not too far away from there, is expecting torrential rains, flooding, high winds, and perhaps even tornadoes. This will be happening between Saturday night and Sunday evening. My mother wants to return, with her husband and his mother, on Sunday.
*headdesk*
I've called her three times asking her (alright, begging her) to come home early, two on a voicemail, but she says she'll just "keep an eye on it."
The tropical storm, which it will be at this point and something I can't remember ever hitting this far north, will be in my neck of the woods by Sunday evening into Monday morning.
What the hell is wrong with my mother?! Honestly, just come back sooner so I know you won't be driving through the damn thing! Argh!
P.S. - Told my boss what my mother is doing, a boss who watches the Weather Channel all the time, gave me a look of absolute horror. It would have been funny if I wasn't so worried. Even in my little state, everyone is worried about it.
ETA: I know that when it gets up here, it'll be half the strength of what it will be when it hits the coast later today, and good luck to all those further south than me, but it's still a big deal up here. Basically: 24"+ Snowstorms == easy as pie. Tropical storms/hurricanes == HOLY SHIT.
So, most of the US knows about Hurricane Irene, which is coming up the east coast (rather strange occurrence, iirc), and will be bombarding places much further north than is usual, like New York, Philadelphia, and Boston. Even my state is being put under some kind of warning and my work is even considering shutting down for Monday (I'll know by this afternoon).
And where is my mother right now? Cape Anne, MA (near Gloucester). Cape Cod, not too far away from there, is expecting torrential rains, flooding, high winds, and perhaps even tornadoes. This will be happening between Saturday night and Sunday evening. My mother wants to return, with her husband and his mother, on Sunday.
*headdesk*
I've called her three times asking her (alright, begging her) to come home early, two on a voicemail, but she says she'll just "keep an eye on it."
The tropical storm, which it will be at this point and something I can't remember ever hitting this far north, will be in my neck of the woods by Sunday evening into Monday morning.
What the hell is wrong with my mother?! Honestly, just come back sooner so I know you won't be driving through the damn thing! Argh!
P.S. - Told my boss what my mother is doing, a boss who watches the Weather Channel all the time, gave me a look of absolute horror. It would have been funny if I wasn't so worried. Even in my little state, everyone is worried about it.
ETA: I know that when it gets up here, it'll be half the strength of what it will be when it hits the coast later today, and good luck to all those further south than me, but it's still a big deal up here. Basically: 24"+ Snowstorms == easy as pie. Tropical storms/hurricanes == HOLY SHIT.