My Man Jimmy

I welcome Hurricane season for a small number of reasons: Chaos at work (I know it sounds strange but it is a change of pace), paid vacations, and of course, Jim Cantore. You know if Jim is reporting on the Weather Channel we are in trouble and if he's within 60 miles of your current location, you're in real trouble. He didn't make it to Fort Walton Beach until after the evacuation order during Hurricane Ivan last year and even worse he stayed at a hotel 1/4 mile from my house and I wasn't there! He went straight to Pensacola Beach during Dennis. I'm praying he'll eventually make his way back up here prior to an evac order so I can run down to the beach before Kristin.
Ok, we are not really psycho stalker freaks. I wouldn't mind having my picture taken with him though.
Yum!