Our wind gauge has only recorded a 28 mph gust, but we think it’s still sheltered enough by the house that it’s not measuring the full force. The weather station is almost 50 feet directly south of the house, but the wind is coming from the north. According to the news, Tomball (which is 4 miles south of us) has had gusts of almost 50 mph. We haven’t seen anywhere close to the worst of this yet, though. So I’m back off to bed in the hopes of a few more minutes of sleep. I thought I wouldn’t be able to sleep, but there comes a time when your body won’t let you do anything else. 
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A shining moment courtesty of my sister (love ya Jo!). Hunkering down requires a good sense of humor!
It’s been a long time since I posted a Friday Felicitations and it seems an appropriate exercise right now. The house is full, but I’m thankful. I’m so glad to have my family with me–whatever happens, we’re all together. But as we sit amid the ear-splitting barks of the family terrier and the constant drone of the news updates, it’s hard not to feel blessed. Especially with the absolutely mind-blowing color display Ike just gave us during sunset.
We were wondering if being Mayor of Tiki Island is about like being Mayor of Margaritaville. As my sister said, the title just seems so…illustrious.
It’s almost 7 pm. Clouds are moving in and winds are picking up, though our average wind speed is only about 10 miles an hour. I haven’t checked on our highest gust yet.
Here is how the extended Ideus family hunkers down. We all tried for a nap this afternoon thinking we wouldn’t get much sleep as the storm rolls in overnight. Then, in a display of true haute cuisine, we supped on mac-n-cheese and bratwurst.
And we have a little hummingbird visitor who hunkers down in his own way, clutching on to our maple tree.
And, for your viewing pleasure, more on the infamous Galveston Sea Bear:
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