I have a total love/hate relationship with hurricanes.
Especially after one called Hurricane Omar completely ruined our honeymoon.
This is the aftermath of a direct hit from a category three hurricane to St. Maarten.
It left us with absolutely nothing to do during our honeymoon.
We were on the second floor, the picture above is the room directly below us on the first floor.
The tide crushed in the doors and water reached the ceiling.
As we hunkered down in our room above, we heard all of the furniture floating around downstairs... banging against the walls.
I'm not going to lie, it was terrifying.
The winds were so strong, they bowed our balcony doors inward -- allowing water, sand and seaweed in.
And thanks to all of the sea debris that washed up, the beaches were closed all week.
There was no running water.
When we tell people about it, their response is Oh, I bet that was so romantic.
Can't flush toilets, no showers, no a/c, no housekeeping, sand in the sheets, whole town closed, nothing to do and grilled hot dogs for every meal.
If that's your idea of romance, then I guess it was.
-- ANYWAY --
That's the hate part of the relationship.
As for the love part....
Hurricane Sandy didn't cause much destruction where we live.
But brought just enough rain that we can't do much on the farm.
So today is day #2 of sitting by the fire, relaxing with my husband and pups.
I am one lucky girl.