So Irene did little damage, aside from stranding Bluet's nanny in Puerto Rico this week - so Emily and I are taking it in turns to look after Bluet. The plus side is more time with Bluet, the minus is less time to do work.
On the night of the
big hurricane strong breeze, we went for a stroll in between rainstorms. We stumbled across a really cool
small bar/restaurant just minutes from our house, that we had never seen before - thus, I wouldn't be surprised if it turns out to be a magical, hurricane induced mirage. Nevertheless, fearlessly we stepped in to rest a while, sup a beer, and watch the world go by, whilst Bluet practiced sitting on the table
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| Ok, there was a small amount of rain |
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| Bluet receives bad news from the Nanny |
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| Out with the other people, looking for non-existent carnage |
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| Kids are required for the massive clean up effort. To be fair, this is a flooded playground |
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| It's bonus extra time with Dad, Monday AM |
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| To the swings! |
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| It's bonus extra time with Dad, Tuesday AM |
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