Spring Storms and Prom Dresses

I love storms, but I freaking HATE spring storms in Oklahoma.  I’m not good with tornado warnings and anyone who has read this blog for a while, knows it.  See attached post at bottom. <g>

So, I’m into my fourth obsessive hour watching the colorful, creeping blobs onscreen when the newscaster says everything is calming.  Doesn’t sound like it.  Ever heard high winds and hail on a skylight???

I was switching off the TV when they changed their minds.  The storm intensified right before it hit us.  That damned circulating arc thing at the bottom suddenly spins faster

The sirens go off and the hubby and I call the kids downstairs.  We all pile into a closet, get settled and the power goes out.  I’m muttering about purchasing a storm shelter as we grope for the flashlight that’s SUPPOSED to be in there.  Every year I want a storm shelter and every year, my husband thinks something else is more important.  He really believes the staircase above the middle closet was built to withstand the end of time.

Uh uh.  I’m getting my way this year.

It’s pitch black in the closet, the kids are crying for the cat while piled under pillows and blankets.  The hubby runs out to get the cat and Saber thinks all the blanket stuff means party.  We’re huddled in there like sardines and the cat is attacking.  With claws.  My daughter’s foot is jammed so far up my… well, I could taste the toenail polish if that tells you anything.

The hail and wind are so loud we can’t hear the siren anymore.  My little one is just sobbing.  My sixteen year-old suddenly wails, “But what about my prom dress?!?”

So, we proceeded to take our son’s mind off his fear by making fun of the sixteen year-old from then on.  🙂

If you want a laugh, revisit one of my favorite posts on spring storms here.   It’s Called Who Names These Towns?  😉

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About Rinda Elliott

Writer.I love unusual stories and credit growing up in a family of curious life-lovers who moved all over the country. Books and movies full of fantasy, science fiction and romance kept us amused, especially in some of the stranger places. For years, I tried to separate my darker side with my humorous and romantic one. I published short fiction, but things really started happening when I gave in and mixed it up. When not lost in fiction, I love making wine, collecting music, gaming and spending time with my husband and two children. I’m represented by Miriam Kriss of the Irene Goodman Agency.
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6 Responses to Spring Storms and Prom Dresses

  1. Carol says:

    Sounds like everyone had their priorities right. Prom dresses and cats. What else counts. Hope you didn’t get any damage. Carol

  2. relliott4 says:

    No damage. Now, if I could just figure out this weather clock the hubby bought. Seems the weather part only works when it’s plugged in. The battery only runs the clock. Grr.

  3. Missy says:

    I love storms too. I’m near tornado alley not in the middle of it. However, I’m bad about crawling into bed during severe storms and thinking, it it’s gonna blow me away then I want to sleep through it. 😉

    BTW, I’ve sent you an email so keep an eye out. It might get lost in your junk filter.

  4. Oh that sounds so cool! I mean the tornadoes and all. Do you by chance see flying cows when they strike. I really want a flying cow, going all moo!

    Heheh!

  5. Just came out of the closet. (lol!) Sirens went off twice. We are under watch until 9PM tonight. Poo.

    Littlest one asked if we would have to walk on the ceiling if the twister flipped our house upside down. 😉

  6. relliott4 says:

    I love your kids. Someday, I want to meet them. 🙂

    I’m sorry about the sirens. I expect we’ll be back in one tonight. I wish spring could be enjoyed for the flowers and warm days.

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