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Springtime Already???

Ah, open the windows, breath in the fresh air, enjoy the sunshine, and get in your closet. WHAT? Get in my closet? Already? Geesh! Well, it seems that it is that time of year again in Texas. We had our first big storm of the season and all wound up in the closet around 9:30pm last night. I actually didn't take this storm as seriously just because they had been talking it up all day and nothing was happening. However, I was mistaken.

I was in bed enjoying some peace and quiet and a little OC Housewives when the wind started picking up. I thought, "Hmmm, might as well flip to see if the news is showing anything." When I turned it on there was a tornado warning one county over and the little spinning yellow circle was headed our way. It's never good to see the spinning yellow circles on the radar heading toward you...lol. Anyway, I went upstairs to tell Scott that we may have a warning and then our sirens went off. So, he got Jack and I grabbed the computer and some other stuff and into the closet we went. I guess we needed some extra family bonding time last night:)

The storm was loud but passed quickly. Then total silence. I always wonder if the storm has passed or I am in the middle of the tornado when that happens. It's just so weird that it can be so loud and then so quiet. We were in the closet for about ten minutes and then all was good. We came out, the skies cleared, and then we had to put a toddler back to bed. Ha! That's funny. Poor Jackson was so tired and confused when we went to get him but he did finally go back to sleep. Hopefully this will be our first and last visit to the closet for the season!

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Melanie said…
I hear ya! We were at Tyron's baskeball game when our sirens went off. We all had to pack into the foyer of the gym. Crazy weather. It's awfully early in the year for such bad weather. I agree, maybe this will be the only bad, bad weather we get!
WOW! The closet?? That is where you go? That sounds pretty scary, I have never heard someone describe that before!

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