Our first real dose of tornadic weather

Ok, some background here. I should have been a storm chaser. I love bad weather. When we lived in Louisiana, I actually wished that a hurricane would turn toward us. Not in a bad way, but I wanted to feel all the wind and rain. If hurricane Rita wouldn't have hit at night, I so would have been out there in the middle of it. (I know you are thinking that I'm crazy, right!!) Anyway.....

Friday, we had bad weather. I think everyone had bad weather on Friday. Well, Abby and I had an appointment to get our hair cut. We leave the house and it is just cloudy. We drive out of our neighborhood and lightning starts crashing all around us like in the movie "War of the Worlds." While I do not want to get struck by lightning, I'm not really that scared of it (remember there is a storm chaser in me somewhere). Ladeeda, we are driving along and it starts raining. Cool, I love rain. A few minutes later, it starts HAILING. Small HAIL, but nonetheless HAIL. The sky turns yellow and the sirens at the fire station start going off. POOPIN' IN MY PANTS NOW!!! Meanwhile, I'm listening to the radio and they are saying that everyone in the mall should be "IN A SAFE PLACE." I'm in my truck and we are in the vicinity of the mall. I'M NOT IN A SAFE PLACE. So, What do I do??? I FRRRREEEEAAAAKKKK OUT!!!!

I turn the truck around and head back home. Screw the hair cut, I didn't want to have to hunker down in a ditch with my 3 1/2 year old daughter. Wouldn't that have been a good headline??? Local mom rides out tornado in ditch with daughter!!!!

Anyway, here are some pics of the clouds when we got home.




























Side Note: About half an hour after these pictures were taken, the UPS man delivered a package to me.

Nasty Lizards

This is what I see when I opened my blinds the other day!!! No discretion!!! I guess I can expect more lizards crawling around in Abby's playhouse.

Things I learned about myself through my children

I love the rain. Whenever it rains, Abby can't wait to stand in it. At first I thought she was nuts, but now I know she gets it from me. When we first moved here, Abby and her Papa went to Home Depot to get some things for the house. While they were in the store, it started to rain outside. They had to run from the store to the truck and of course got wet in the process. She still remembers this day as vividly as when it happened.

I, along with my 3 other peeps, quote movies entirely too much. Our family dialogue sounds like a montage of different movies. Some adult movies and a lot of kids movies.

My friends say I talk funny. Sometimes, I am speaking normally and sometimes I really do speak another language.

I'm not a good friend. I haven't really had many friends in my life so I guess I don't know how to be one. Abby has so many friends and she is just 2, but then again she usually pushes her friends around or breaks her toys when she gets together with her friends.

I have numerous pet peeves. Too many to write here.

I don't appreciate things or people like I should. When people offer to help me, I usually decline because of selfish reasons. Most of the time, its because I usually don't finish a task completely before moving on to the next one. I think I have a touch of ADHD.

I'm not good at sharing, and as a result I have a hard time teaching this to my children. When Abby was first born, I didn't want anyone else to watch her besides daycare and me. If I couldn't be with her, I surely didn't want anyone else to be with her.

I feel overwhelmed sometimes just being alive. Does that make sense?? I started reading "The Purpose Driven Life" and I just don't get it. Am I the only one??? I thought that the book was supposed to answer questions for us not give us more.

Anyway, this is a really weird post but I feel really weird right now.

Doucet, out!!!! (From the movie, "Meet the Fockers!!!") (I love Ben Stiller!!)

Attitude

Why is it just as Abby is sort of calming down from the "terrible two's", Ryan picks up where she left off? Although, Ryan is the second he still throws me for a loop. Especially, when he knows he's not supposed to be doing something and then pitches a fit when I correct him.

The dude loves the trash can. Ours has a lid on it and he will constantly lift the lid and take things out of the trash can. Why are kids attracted to gross or harmful things???

One day at Publix, he threw a fit because he saw the "car cart" and I didn't put him in it. There is one particular car cart that doesn't have a buckle. On this particular day, that was the only car cart available and I didn't want to use it. He cried so loud throughout Publix that the guy in the bakery dept. came and gave him a cookie. It made him feel better, so that was good.

I can't think of anymore tantrums right now, so I will write about them some other time.