Husband found this News Flash yesterday and sent a panic email to Mom and Brother. Nothing like a warm and fuzzy email from their Son-in-Law/Bro-in-Law to brighten their holiday spirit.
To sum up Husband's email: the Japanese nuclear plant is melting down and California is going to get it.
Husband posted the link on Facebook after warning my family. And then Husband spent the evening wondering why no one had ‘liked’ his post or responded to his post or shared his post.
Um, perhaps because this is the same guy who would check in with the earthquake tracker every time he felt the earth move and then warn folks there had been a tremor - no matter how small - and yet, he never once assembled an earthquake kit. He even suggested what types of masks Mom and Bro should buy and where they should go in the event of a meltdown – like he was a professional doomsayer. (FYI spell check corrected my ‘doomsdayer’ to ‘doomsayer’ and I went with it. Why fight it when the world is ending?)
Anyway, back to California melting and falling into the ocean - Mom wore a pink mask for a few years during her treatment for lymphoma. I’m sure, if this plant melting was indeed to happen, she would pull that sucker out, strap it on and hunker down in her house worrying about her plants and trying to figure out how to get masks on her turtles, Newton and Yertle. Heck, trying to figure out how to get them out of the pond and inside her bathtub – a lovely visual.
Brother might have to actually go out and buy one but, by the time he decides to take this warning from Husband seriously, they’d be out of good masks and he’d likely be relegated to the white dust masks in the hardware store. Then he and Sister-in-Law would likely have a party – an end of the world party that all his friends and neighbors would come to. He’s that cool.
After our tornado warning last week, I’ve actually managed to assemble some of the items I should have in our shelter in case of a tornado. I’ve even managed to clear out some of the boxes from the place we’d shelter – seeing as last week, I moved my le Corbusier Chaise lounge into the basement and hung out on it while checking Facebook for updates. I haven’t found a helmet that will fit over my top fro and I haven’t braved the spider webs and bug carcasses to clear a space to sit in our shelter should we need to. But I do have water and enough tiny Band-Aids to cover minor scratches and bumps. I also have matches and tea lights so atmosphere wise, I’m covered. Husband and I can crouch on the dark cold cement holding each other and cooking spiders in the romantic light of our tiny candles...
Yea, I might have to go shopping for a few more things; perhaps some canned food, a flashlight and a mask or two, seeing as how the world is going to end. It’s a perfect time to do it. It’s not like anything else is happening today, right?