The winds of Hurricane Ike began on Friday afternoon and by late that night we were sheltered in our interior bathroom with cushions and blankets, listening in disbelief to the newscasters on our battery powered radio throughout the night. This was our first hurricane experience; coming from up north, I felt as though I had no context within which to place my expectation of the coming storm. The winds at first just sounded like a blizzard to me, which isn't terribly scary. Obviously, it was so much more than that. Today I'm thankful for safety, cool weather after the storm, and my dear hubby with whom I rode out the storm. You can read more of our hurricane story and see more pictures on our new family blog.