Tuesday, April 28, 2009


Well, if you don't live in the Houston area, you may not be aware that we have been pummeled by thunderstorms for the last 18 hours. Especially the northwest area that I live and work in. Because Houston and the surrounding areas tend to flood if someone has a good cry, it was determined by many important people in the wee hours of the morning that my school district would be closed today. I got an automated phone call at 6 am that schools were closed.

Ahhhh, I could roll over and go back to sleep.

Except....that dang adrenaline that was sent into my body with the 6 am phone call made me jump in the air and there was no way I could fall back asleep. So I got up and watched all the weathermen telling us how dangerous it was out there. (They live for these days....24 hour reporting about the same thing.)It really is bad out there..lots of flooding and silly drivers going to work driving into water and stalling. Duh.

Two observations I want to make:

1) We were under a Tornado Warning yesterday evening around 5 pm........and the weather outside was far worse than anything I saw during Hurricane Ike. Scary, dark. Sheets of sideways rain.......not near as soothing as the little vertical drops. Trees bending is always a little freaky to me. Wind you can't see, but bending trees?

Must be some mighty wind.

My street and back porch flooded.

Trash cans floating down the river yesterday afternoon on my street.

I signed up with our local Channel 11 KHOU awhile back and I get automated phone calls from them when my address is in a Tornado Warning. Somehow that's very reassuring. But then I don't really know what to do with the information....do I clean out the center hall closet? Prepare to hunker down. Or do I go back and forth and stare out of the windows looking for the funnel? Or eat? Because maybe I won't be able to eat for awhile. Which is a better use of my time?

2) Chuck went to work this morning even though every news station was screaming


Well, I guess now we know. For Chuck, his work is a life and death situation.

3) I've spent the last couple of hours reading blogs. Blog hopping. I read a favorite, then I pick one of her favorites, then one of their favorites......until 2 hours have passed and nothing else has been done around here. But my laundry and dishes are very loyal to me.......they wait. They would never let anyone else touch them. Awwww.

And so I came across this on one of the many, many blogs I read this morning. I copied it to bring in over here and I clicked away from the site before I could note where I was.
I don't think it's illegal to not give credit,
it's probably just good blog etiquette.

Can I do this? Uh, I am sure I can. But it would mean many, many bites on my tongue and staying away from certain people. No, I can do this. Can you?

(of course, it's going to be a very quiet week.....)


  1. Love it. I'm going to mention you on my blog...a lot easier than me telling the story. ha!

  2. Hell no, I can't do this, WTF? I can't go more than 30 seconds. There's no way I'd make it in some third world country or Third Ward in Houston (or is it Fifth?, I can never remember). I'd like to complain about this damn post, full of crap you are...tee hee-S

  3. I know it's your blog but I'll use it as my own forum when I feel like it. Can you tell I'm the grumpy one now? (L and K just broke up, lots of complicated doo doo and resentment spreading throughout our family, etc., it's fresh news, sorry) Eating would be the correct answer although I wouldn't send my kid out to anywhere in Houston during a rainstorm. Do you remember I got stuck at that Fudrucker's just on the other side of the overpass from the complex we all lived in when I was pregnant with Lucas because I when I left the apartment it was sunny and two blocks later the rain was up to my door. I was lucky enough to get my car uphill into the parking lot and have Jimmy come get me while I watched others walking thigh deep in swiftly moving waters. I wasn't going that way, not with a baby in my tummy. ANYWAY, growing up my mom always ate a hot fudge sundae when there was a tornado warning (we didn't know what belemia was back then). So when I came home from school one day and she was eating one I totally freaked and headed for the bathtub (closet for hail, tub for tornadoes) when she informed me, for the first time ever, that she just wanted a hot fudge sundae. We ate a lot of granola and brown rice even back in the early 70's. Sorry, but your story reminded me. Maybe I should add this as one of my own blogs...sorry, love you, S