Back in 1995, my mother and her friends (Marion, Mott, and Suzanne) made a trip to the beach to stay in our condo for a long weekend. They had barely gotten to Orange Beach when a hurricane appeared in the forecast causing my father to call my mother almost every quarter hour, urging them to pack up and head north, which they ultimately did. This week marks the 14th year that The Hurricane Club, as they have dubbed themselves, has gotten together at the beach. The accommodations may have changed, but the fact that they enjoy getting together--and the laughter that they share--definitely has not. I was fortunate enough to be included this time--as the resident "Bar Bitch" and care-taker. (I was informed that I was getting practice in for "later on.") These ladies know how to have a good time! And, so we did!
2 comments:
It is such a WONDERFUL thing when your children also become your adult friends. The Hurricane Club has its 1st Junior member - I guess it will be her job to carry the mantle when we cannot carry it any longer - that will not be very soon - I promise. I love you and you are such an addition.
sll
I cannot believe the "catnapping" picture is on the cute blog. thank goodness for anonymity!
spb
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