We got hit by a storm on the weekend. The warnings from the weather guys were pretty clear - don't go anywhere unless you absolutely need to, make sure all loose items are away from the wind, open a window on the lee side of the house so you don't lose your roof. We stocked up on candles and gas, and spent a very quiet Saturday watching the wind swirl around the house and wondering if the rotten pine tree on the reserve edge would come down across our roof. Nothing happened. We didn't even lose power.
There is another storm heading towards us now - with torrential rain due today and tomorrow. Oh joy! Hopefully we will come through that one as easily as we did the weekend's storm. We are lucky though - in a reasonably sheltered position and high enough that we won't flood - although Saturday's high tide in our little inlet was the highest we had ever seen. You have to feel sorry for those who did have damage, be it wind or flood related. I am not sure I could cope with the aftermath of a major flood - just heartbreaking.
So, deja vu, another storm. And deja vu, another half marathon this weekend. A group of us have rented a house in Taupo and will head down on Saturday morning, with the half marathon on Sunday morning. I'm taking a long weekend so Rupes and I will head back on the Monday. I'm sort of looking forward to it - it will be fun with the whole gang there, all doing their event their way. Strong competition between the runners, so whoever comes in first will have bragging rights for the Sunday night recovery dinner! As for me, I'll just be concentrating on hopefully beating my time from the last half marathon, and finishing in one piece. Please cross your fingers for decent weather!
In other news, Katie cut her paw quite badly last weekend. So, she spent a night on the bed with me Sunday night so I could keep her from licking her bandage. I didn't get a lot of sleep as Toby had to be there too, and decided that running around the bedroom at midnight with a pair of Rupert's undies was fun. Grrr! Katie had stitches on Monday, while Toby spent the day with our neighbour's dog, so he was worn out from running around, and she was worn out from being sedated. She now has one of those collars so she can't lick her paw - another couple of days and the stitches will come out and we'll be back to normal. Well, what passes for normal in our house anyway!
On the infertility front - hmm wasn't that the original reason for this blog?? Well...there is no news. We've been trying on the appropriate days, but with no result. I think our pregnancy last year was really just a one off miracle. I am almost resigned to the fact that we will never have a baby (not our own anyway). Still a lot of hurt and sadness there, especially with my "due date" coming up on the 4th August. Imagine if the baby had stuck around. I'd be huge by now. And ready to give birth (or have a C). Hard to think about really, and I think I'm going to be a bit sad until the 4th is over.