On Friday, from my husband, via email:

If Gustav hits Louisiana, I’ll have to go to Germany.

If that makes sense to you, you must be in the National Guard. It’s okay. It’s not like we had serious plans for his vacation. And I’ll take this change of plans over the scenario from three years ago when Katrina hit: Bill worked 36 days in a row, had one day off, then worked 24 more days in a row. Fun times.

Pray for the poor people in that area.