The high winds rattling the windows woke me up early early this morning. The dark sky was lit up like a pinball machine with the lightening. A few minutes later, the house started to shake (like I would imagine an earthquake would) by claps of thunder. Lost power. Have mercy. Grabbed my cell and took my scardey cat butt to the bathroom and made my self comfortable in the bathtub.
As I was telling my kid brother, laying in the bathtub contemplating my demise (who would think I would bite the big one in a hurricane/ tornado) I thought: I need to eat more bacon. And I really need to shave my legs.
Kid brother told me we might get hit with more bad weather later tonight. Seeing as I might die tonight I decided not to waste my valuable time shaving my legs.
Y'all take care.
Peace.
(Why, yes. Yes, I am chatting in the weather thread.
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