Wild Nights
Oct. 19th, 2007 08:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
innerslytherinWell, we've had some fun weather over the past twenty-four hours. I can't complain, because we've been complaining about the drought for so long, we've no call to complain about rain. *grin* Anyway, you all know how much I love storms.
I'd only been on the computer for about an hour last night, from about 8 to 9, when we started hearing thunder. It had been windy all night, and we knew it was coming. I shut down and settled on my bed to read. I'd been doing that for about twenty minutes when POOF--lights went out. No flickering, no trying to stay on, just out.
I fumbled for the flashlight I keep by the bed for this purpose, and realised I'd packed it to take on our trip and not unpacked. So I fumbled around for my purse, which I knew was on the bed, and used my cell phone to provide enough light to find my lighter and get a few candles and my oil lamp going. (Yes, this happens often enough that I have candles and an oil lamp scattered around my room for more than just decoration.)
As soon as I'd got the candles going and had settled in to read some more, our phone started ringing. Okay, sometimes the lightning strikes the lines and we get funny half-rings that we know not to answer, but this was three rings. So Mom answered. (No one ever calls us, and when someone calls after 8 pm we usually get nervous.)
It was Dad's brother, calling from Indianapolis to tell us there was major rotation in the cell just arriving at our house, and we should get in the closet under the stairs (Harry Potter, eat your heart out). So I blew out all my candles except the one that's down deep in the jar at the head of the stairs and the taper I took down with me. Put the taper in the bathroom across from the closet and then did what I always do: opened the front door to take a look.
*grin* I know, I know. But as Mrs. Whatsit said, "Wild nights are my glory."
Didn't see anything except lightning and some funky clouds, but I went in to sit on the toilet lid while Mom sat in the closet and Dad stood in the hall between. Maybe five minutes later Dale called again and said the storm had moved on and was past the next town. The storms were moving around 60 mph.
But we did have another line moving in from the Illinois state line. I brought the candles out to the living room and sat on the chair-and-a-half to read. After a while I started getting sleepy, but that's what the chair-and-a-half is for. So I folded it out to the twin bed and slept downstairs.
This morning it sounds like a couple of funnel clouds went through the general area, though we're not sure yet if there were any tornadoes. I didn't see any damage on my way to work, though. Nothing like the tornadoes that went through the year I met![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
slightlyjillian, or the Jamestown tornado I saw in 2004 (those are not my pictures, sadly).
So that was last night's excitement. I suppose that's a good side of not getting the CW. I would've been seriously freaked out if the power had gone out during Supernatural. As it is, when I crawled into the closet to pull out my backpack and get the flashlight, I kept thinking of the changelings last week. *G*
I'd only been on the computer for about an hour last night, from about 8 to 9, when we started hearing thunder. It had been windy all night, and we knew it was coming. I shut down and settled on my bed to read. I'd been doing that for about twenty minutes when POOF--lights went out. No flickering, no trying to stay on, just out.
I fumbled for the flashlight I keep by the bed for this purpose, and realised I'd packed it to take on our trip and not unpacked. So I fumbled around for my purse, which I knew was on the bed, and used my cell phone to provide enough light to find my lighter and get a few candles and my oil lamp going. (Yes, this happens often enough that I have candles and an oil lamp scattered around my room for more than just decoration.)
As soon as I'd got the candles going and had settled in to read some more, our phone started ringing. Okay, sometimes the lightning strikes the lines and we get funny half-rings that we know not to answer, but this was three rings. So Mom answered. (No one ever calls us, and when someone calls after 8 pm we usually get nervous.)
It was Dad's brother, calling from Indianapolis to tell us there was major rotation in the cell just arriving at our house, and we should get in the closet under the stairs (Harry Potter, eat your heart out). So I blew out all my candles except the one that's down deep in the jar at the head of the stairs and the taper I took down with me. Put the taper in the bathroom across from the closet and then did what I always do: opened the front door to take a look.
*grin* I know, I know. But as Mrs. Whatsit said, "Wild nights are my glory."
Didn't see anything except lightning and some funky clouds, but I went in to sit on the toilet lid while Mom sat in the closet and Dad stood in the hall between. Maybe five minutes later Dale called again and said the storm had moved on and was past the next town. The storms were moving around 60 mph.
But we did have another line moving in from the Illinois state line. I brought the candles out to the living room and sat on the chair-and-a-half to read. After a while I started getting sleepy, but that's what the chair-and-a-half is for. So I folded it out to the twin bed and slept downstairs.
This morning it sounds like a couple of funnel clouds went through the general area, though we're not sure yet if there were any tornadoes. I didn't see any damage on my way to work, though. Nothing like the tornadoes that went through the year I met
slightlyjillian, or the Jamestown tornado I saw in 2004 (those are not my pictures, sadly).So that was last night's excitement. I suppose that's a good side of not getting the CW. I would've been seriously freaked out if the power had gone out during Supernatural. As it is, when I crawled into the closet to pull out my backpack and get the flashlight, I kept thinking of the changelings last week. *G*
