We're fine here, Rosalind. We've escaped the deluge; in fact there's a watering ban in our town (so dry a winter there wasn't even a spring thaw, hence a depleted aquifer). Our daughter, however, was caught up in it as she was moving back to Boston from Virginia. She left on Saturday, and the traffic was horrible because apparently no one had been on the road the day before, what with the hurricane-force winds and pouring rain, etc. She called to tell us that her car (filled with belongings) had broken down in Bethesda (MD) in the 100+F heat. She'd been meaning to get a new one anyway, but all the businesses were shut down because of the power outages, so she took the Metro to Reagan airport (Washington), rented a car, drove it back to MD, transferred her stuff, sold her car (!), and got back on the road. She took it all in stride (resourceful girl). I think I might have spent a bit of time sitting in the broken-down car saying "What the hell am I gonna do NOW?" She arrived here yesterday, calm as can be, and we're off this morning to return her rental to the airport and shop for a car (yippee), so I'll be posting Clueless a little early. Then we brace for all the noise (fireworks everywhere); I've never understood the thrill over deafening blasts, though we do go to watch the fireworks every eve of the Fourth at a friend's house. More than you wanted to know, but my fingers just kept moving (I think it's all the coffee). See you at Clueless, and thanks for your concern.