1. Things grow more desperate by the day. Today the battle between Njorour and Aeolus ended. Today the wind gods joined forces and roared into Groveton, VA and turned those of us who are lions into cowering lambs, driving the strongest of us indoors for shelter against the wind. Will this Norse/Greek occupation ever end? Will I ever be able to take a daily walk again? Things grow more desperate by the day.
2. The Deke and I protected David and Olivia from the anger of Njorour and Aeolus by keeping them indoors and they responded like champions, playing together all day, including joining in with their Nana to make stuff at the dining table.
3. Indeed, desperate times call for desperate measures. In a panic, I realized, as the sun set and the wind howled in Groveton, that we were out of milk and so I walked into the teeth of the wind to the Subaru and, with great resolve, steered my way to Giant, and with the other shoppers, gaunt from their own battles against the cold, got the milk and few other staples, like a little plastic box of brownies for the Deke. !
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