Good thing I administer the “give yourself permission to write crap, you can’t fix a blank page” oath every year. Trying to convince myself these pages are better than blank pages and wondering if every writer does this.
Today our local paper had a story about the Texas Hooker. It’s the weather system that’s going to deliver 50 mph winds to us and huge fire danger since it’s hella dry here, and it’s supposed to deliver blizzards and severe weather east of here. Interesting that it’s called a Texas Hooker. Interesting that a weather system starting here is going to deliver a storm to my daughter 1300 miles away. Interesting that DD moved 1300 miles away to Ohio, where they’re having the worst winter in decades, maybe EVER. Interesting that she likes it even though when DH called to laugh at the fact that it was going to be five there her response was “THANK GOD! Five is great.” Because, you know, when it’s five here I just want to say words that would have gotten my mouth washed out with soap when I was a kid (sorry mom). It’s not five here often. It was this winter. More than once. I really hate winter. But I think I’ll hate summer more if it doesn’t rain and we can’t fill our swimming pools. 110+ without the chance to swim will really suck. Of course the lack of pool relief will be the least of our concerns if it doesn’t rain.
THIS is the kind of blog post that happens when the words are crap. On the bright side I’m still wide awake and the last scene I wrote was crap but crap I know I can mold into awesome.
Back to work. One word at a time.
Last summer was one of the hottest on record. So how come NOW it’s going to be one of the coldest winters on record also?! The blizzard was bad enough. But 9 or lower REAL temps?!?!?!?!? Come on Wichita Falls weather, get back to normal!
My next villain is going to be a weatherman. I swear!
Day before they were all freakin’ out. Keep your eyes to the sky. Don’t go anywhere without your weather radios on. Major tornado outbreak expected.
Now I’ve grown up around this stuff and I’ve never heard them act like this except ONE time, and that time a tornado ten miles wide nearly wiped out the south side of our town. They still use footage of it to compare to the massive Moore, OK tornado from a few years ago.
Anyway, so we kept the TV on the WeatherChannel. No biggee. DH watches the WeatherChannel like I watch Desperate Housewives. He even has his favorite weathercasters. Right now he likes Jennifer Lopez. I’m not sure if it’s because of her name or the fact that she just might be the only woman on the Weather Channel NOT pregnant. (I don’t know what they put in their water. And yes, I know, Mom, the water doesn’t do it! Hel-lo I’m a romance writer for Pete’s sake.)
So we keep the Weather Channel on and NOTHING happens except it gets hotter than heck out side. Heat Index hit 110. Not fun.
So then yesterday hits and all the weathermen are breathing a huge sigh of relief, no chance for rain. Clear skies, hot temperatures. We dodged the big bullet.
Will someone please explain to me WHY I ended up driving through huge hail, massive winds, horrible rain, and a wall cloud with cloud to ground lightning to get supper to my parents house 15 minutes away? When I left the house there was nothing out there and no one expected anything either.
Wichita Falls is best known for the massive tornado we had in 1979. Every spring since I’ve been here, severe storms have been a part of my April and May. It didn’t even thunder this year until a couple weeks ago. We had hail, baseball sized hail, with no thunderstorm.
That changed today.
Today, when we got ready for church, we got to watch massive amazing storms build. By the time church was out the tornadoes were going strong. The TV weatherpeople were going crazy. They love these days. They live for these moments.
The sirens were sounding about two miles from my house and dh decides we need to go home. We were at my MIL’s. Her house is nice and safe and across town from the sirens.
I told him forget it.
Then the rain stopped.
And there on the radar we saw a teensy speck of clear weather.
I agreed to get in the car and make the short trip home,
We made it, but that was CRAZY.
It’s nasty weather outside. Power sparks flying off electric lines, funnels hanging all over the place, wind blowing hard enough to bend huge trees to the ground.
And I was in the car because it wasn’t raining! UGH!
Saving the new shoes (I bought awesome shoes today) wasn’t worth it.
I don’t know why I relented.
This man, the man I love with all my heart, hears sirens and if it’s not raining goes to the corner with all the other guys in the neighborhood and watches guessing on when the storm might get here. I go to the closet with a flashlight, a bottle of water and a good book. If it’s late, I take my pillow.
I don’t understand him. UGH.
Tonight’s service was about respecting our bodies and the calories in our favorite fast foods. A large cherry limeaid has almost 500 calories. 500. UGH! An awesome blossom has over 2000 calories. WHAT? Needless to say when church was over we were ravenous, so we went out to El Chico’s. The preacher didn’t say anything about Mexican food. To top it off we had dessert. In honor of the message we had apple skillet.
Apple crisp carmalized with cinnamon icecream on top. It was wonderful. I think there might have been three slices of apple in it.
Needless to say I have no idea how many Points I ate tonight. I’m sure it’s not pretty.
But it’s not as ugly as it would have been if we’d have been caught out in a tornado. UGH!