And the excitement continues

I think I need to quit with the joking around.

First I call my neighborhood "the hood" and next thing I know the SWAT team is parked up the street.

Then, I joke with friends that we're so far east of the metro area, that you can practically see Kansas.

But for the record, Dorothy, you may keep your twisters.

This baby sized funnel cloud proved exciting enough for us.....wind, rain and hail. The Things and I were hanging in the basement. Not because we're good people who listened to the warnings (because guess what, there was no warning except for the county north of us)...but because it's a great place to hang during a storm.

Hubby was on his motorcycle, coming back from a mountain adventure. For a change, being on the west side of town proved to be the safer spot for him.

And then after the storm passed ...DISASTER struck...yep, a power surge took out our modem. Leaving us stranded: no phone, no cable and worst of all...no face book for some 19 hours.

It was brutal I tell you: but somehow we survived and in doing so, we finished reading The Last Olympian, the laundry fairy came back AND she brought along the kitchen goddess and vacuum diva...

Life is good indeed

(and thanks to Eric M. for capturing a picture of the baby twister for us.)