Like my momma....

Seems I am becoming more and more like my mother. Right now everyone is in a panic about Ike and suddenly I don't feel all that concerned. I remember being a kid and being concerned, fearful, anytime there was a storm in the Gulf or headed my way. I remember going through Alicia and swearing I'd never do that again--but mom never seemed to be concerned. At the moment I'm not feeling overly concerned. I have a case of water, some extra cat litter (probably wouldn't hurt to pick up some more cat food) and a few other things and I'm feeling okay about that. Not to say that won't change if the reports change...