It's tornado season here in Oklahoma and its always an interesting time.
Not so much interesting because of the storms, but interesting because you find out who is terrified of storms and who could care less.
It's always surprising.
It's always interesting because you get to watch the local news completely sensationalize everything. They referred to our hail as the size of "hen-eggs." Not baseballs, or golf balls or the usual terms.
No ya'll, this is Okie and we got hen size hail.
I firmly believe that the majority of people in Oklahoma are scared of storms because our weather men make SURE you are scared.
I grew up with a family that is not scared of storms. In fact one time the tornado sirens were going off and my mom was in the backyard grilling our dinner and us kiddos were playing on the swing set. My dad got home from work and exclaimed that we needed to take cover immediately.
So my mom finished our shish-ka-bobs and we ate them in our tiny powder room while waiting out the storm. Two adults, Two kids, 1 baby, and a smallish dog in a tiny powder room eating shish-ka-bobs.
Some of my best memories came from that small blue powder room.
It was always fun to me, which is probably why I'm not really scared of storms.
And I say "not really" scared loosely because there are times when I am scared.
Like when I am at my office, which was built in the early 1900's and could be compared to a small stack of hay. Sometimes when a strong wind comes by I'm pretty sure the office is going to fall in.
And when we lived in the 2nd story apartment because they always tell you to go to the bottom ground when a storm is coming and we didn't know the people that lived under us, so we just had to take our chances in our 2nd story apartment.
Tornado's are a good reason to get to know your neighbors.
Everytime those sirens would go off I would think, dang I really wish we knew that lady below us.
One rule you should know is that you are never supposed to be in a car when a tornado is coming.
On Monday I stupidly decided to drive home during the storm and regretted it instantly.
While I was driving home it was pouring rain. In a quick moment it was as if the rains parted and the car got silent and then ever so clearly I heard the man on the radio say:
"we cannot see these tornado's through the heavy rain, if it is raining where you are a tornado could pop down at any moment, take cover now."
Then it started pouring immediately, thunder started pounding and it got dark.
I may have imagined all of that, but now 48 hours later, it is exactly how it plays out in my mind.
Well I didn't exaggerate what the man on the radio said, just the weather conditions.
Remember when I said I'm "not really" scared. Well in that moment with just me, the exaggerated weather man, and my light little car that I imagined flying through the air, I got really really scared.
I called Luke to see where he was but I couldn't reach him.
My phone wasn't working that well and it was hard to connect.
Apparently during tornado's everybody calls their loved ones.
So I somehow managed to call my mom and told her I loved her if I got swept away by a tornado that popped out of the sky.
She said to me:
"WELL IT'S HEADED OUR WAY ALSO SO WE COULD BE GONERS TOO!"
Such the sensitive soul she is.
Finally I reached Luke to let him know that a tornado might pop down and get me and that I loved him and he said:
"Well be careful. How do you want your steak? I'm at Outback getting us some steaks for dinner."
Which made me excited and took away some of my fears.
So we spent the rest of our night eating steak and watching the local news that I so complained about earlier.
Somtimes I need a little exaggerated local weather news in my life. It's what makes the world go round.
Also, they were cutting into regularly scheduled programming so there wasn't really anything to watch on TV.
We are supposed to get more storms tonight, I am praying for those that lost their homes on Monday, these storms can be scary! Especially when we get that there hen size hail.