Dear Julius,
There's a tropical storm coming. I'll... probably be here, cuddling under a blanket and hiding once again in the confinements of my house.
They named it Tropical Storm Cindy. It has the possibility of becoming a hurricane... but... I don't know.
I just wanted to go the beach today!
I'll just make some pies, then! That always helps. Maybe I could make some fresh orange juice while I'm at it.
It'll distract me from the storm, at least.