Frankenstorm

Phone rings. I roll over in bed and answer.

Mom - Did I wake you up (her first question every time she calls any time before 1 pm as if she has EVER seen me asleep at noon when I wasn't dying)

Me - No (usual lie, see's it's before 9) Yes.

Mom - Frankenstorm is supposed dump up to 8 inches of snow on you and you're likely to lose power.

Me - ....i suspected as much

Mom - get up and go get supplies.

Me - .....

Mom - Did you see Grimm last night?

Me - I recorded it (I think. the recorder made groaning noises so who knows)

Mom - you're going to love it.

I get ready to go do laundry and get non-perishable foodz. She calls again to remind me of things to buy (as if it's my first rodeo). I gird my loins, go out into the rain and buy ALL the things!

I have cash money, a full tank of gas, three kinds of apples and other fruit, the world's worst rotissiere chicken (for eating now before the power goes out. I've never had one this awful from Kroger's before. Usually they're good), three loaves of bread, two things of peanut butter, cans of beans, all sorts of vegeterian soups which are less likely to go bad, nut-based milks that don't need fridge, chips and pretzels (hey, they can sit out for a week or more) three gallons of water in case mine becomes non-potable. I successfully guarded my cart that was getting so heavy I was this close to giving birth to my colon trying to push it.

Tomorrow's plan - boil a dozen eggs, make more soups, make tea so I have caffiene should the power go out, i have my candles, flash lights and all the blankets in the worwld (because people keep giving me freaking blankets. If it doesn't have some cool geeky thing on it, I don't need a blanket. For god's sake I still have the same two that were on my dorm room cot from 1985)

I think I'm prepared for Frankenstorm so I call Mom back (just in case she thinks I'm either still 14 or senile, whichever) to tell her I got all the things.

Me - I'll be half disappointed if I'm NOT snowed in. I want a day off where I won't feel obligated to do my lectures. I'll just eat chips and read my books

Mom - you can clean your house.

Me - I'll read

Mom - I know what your house looks like. CLEAN IT.

Me - okay, my choices are read and eat chips or clean this sty? Guess which I'm picking Mom.

And completely tangential to everything else here - George Takei named LGBT icon of the day