I learned something new about tornado alley last night – like, apparently it runs right behind my house. Here are some other things I learned last night, by the numbers style (see first item):
Hours of sleep I got last night: 6
Number of tornadoes we had at my house: 4
Number of times the sirens went off: 8
Times I saw the kiddie pool fly by my window: 3
Sizes of hail I saw: 6 (pea, marble, quarter, half-dollar, golf ball and, yes, baseball)
Number of times I screamed: 1 (When a hailstone roughly the size of a frickin cat hit my bedroom window)
Windows actually broken: 0 Thank. god.
Number of tornadoes I saw out my window: 1 (Kim: Why aren’t you in the closet?! Me: It’s moving east! Kim: Which way is east?! Me: Away! Away from us!)
Hours Kim (and Rhi, by proxy) spent on the phone with me: 3 She’s the best, yo.
Number of times I heard my street on the news: 6
Because there was a tornado directly overhead: 2
That was confirmed by spotters: 1
Number of times Fox broke out of Idol coverage to tell us we were going to die: 0 I am. not. amused.
Hours girls spent in the closet: 2ish
Number of cheesesticks provided: 2 each, also 2 Mini Bell cheese wheels, and an entire bag of goldfish crackers.
Number of times I yelled at the girls to stop messing with the flashlights or the batteries wouldn’t work: 10,938
Times Bee asked if skeletons were going to come in the house: 1 (Uh…esplain, Lucy.)
Number of times I thought I heard the weather guy say “nipple-sized” instead of “nickel-sized” hail: 1 (But really, how can you un-hear something like that?! Almost worth the whole experience.)
Minutes I was late to work this morning because my car window broke: 20. The uppity-down motor for the window went out, unrelated to storm damage.
Dollars that will likely cost: $400.
Amount I really care about it right now: 0
Because I am alive, the girls are okay and the house is undamaged….although we have no cheese.
May 25, 2011 at 8:49 am |
A lack of cheese is a very serious problem. I hope you remedy that soon.
May 25, 2011 at 8:57 am |
I am going to be laughing about “nipple-sized” all. day. long. Thank you.
So glad you and the girls are fine. Fix that cheese problem. Bummer about the car window – cost to repair – YIKES!
May 25, 2011 at 9:02 am |
Well, nipple sized is not even really a very good desriptor because everybody knows that they’re all different.
Thank God you gals are all right. Whew! That was close.
Also, didn’t your Jeep window JUST do that recently?
May 25, 2011 at 10:57 am |
Yikes! That is one scary night! I’m glad you and the girls are okay. Glad there were no skeletons coming in the house, too!
May 25, 2011 at 11:52 am |
Do you watch “How I Met Your Mother”? ’cause Monday night one of the characters (who worked at a tv reporter) said ‘nipple’ instead of ‘nickel’ on the air!
Glad you’re okay. I’m also glad no skeletons came in your house or out of your closet!