For all the talk about bad weather coming through and the possibility of severe storms, even tornadoes, Terry and I must have slept through it. Because when we woke up yesterday morning we were asking ourselves, what storm? We never heard anything, and while the ground was wet when I looked outside, there were no branches down or any other indication of a major weather event.
Our son Travis called and said it got pretty hairy over at his place for a while. It’s strange how that happens. As the crow flies we are only four or five miles from him, though the roads don’t follow the crow’s flight path, so it takes about 15 to 20 minutes to drive there. But many times we will get completely different weather than he does.
I’ve experienced that in other places, as well. Years ago, I owned a gun shop on Campbell Avenue in Tucson, Arizona, and a friend of mine ran a restaurant directly across the street. Sometimes if I wanted something for lunch I would call him, and rather than have me close the shop and go over to pick it up, he would send one of his employees with it. I called him once and asked if he could send lunch over, and he said as soon as it stopped raining he would be happy to. I told him it wasn’t raining, and he said it was at his place. I walked to my door, and while the sun was shining on my side of the street, it was like a monsoon was coming down in his parking lot. Go figure.
When I got out and walked around yesterday, I realized that we got quite a bit more rain than I thought, because there was a lot of water in the drainage ditch out in front of our house and in a few low spots on the driveway and in the yard. And while we didn’t hear that, or the wind, our plastic garbage can had blown across the street from where I left it at the edge of the pavement for the garbage man to pick up yesterday morning.
I had a lot of emails to catch up on and answer because we had been on the go so much the last couple of days, and I worked my way through them yesterday morning. Once that was finished, I did some more tweaking to the last couple of chapters of Big Lake Accident and then printed them out for Terry to start editing and proofreading. Today looks like it will be more of the same.
If the weatherman is to be believed, and I’ve become a bit skeptical of him lately, this coming week is going to be very cold. Some overnight temperature predictions are down in the low teens for our area of west-central Alabama, and I even heard him say a nasty four-letter word – snow. I looked over my contract and that’s not approved in there anywhere. I may have to call my union rep.
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And finally, here’s a chuckle to start your day from the collection of funny signs we see in our travels and that our readers share with us.
Thought For The Day – Today I plan to be as useless as the G in lasagna.