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January 09, 2008
Happy Windsday
Yesterday, it was 65 degrees and sunny in Rochester.
This was clearly a sign of the apocalypse, which I celebrated by wearing a short-sleeved shirt and getting a cherry chocolate milkshake at Hank’s.
Even yesterday, the news was saying that the weather was going to change suddenly and that there was going to be some severe wind, but you know how it is with the weathermen: blah, blah, blah. It’s not like native western New Yorkers to pay much attention.
I had trouble sleeping last night and had been up for a few hours when I started to doze just before 5:00 this morning. That’s when the wind hit. I never heard wind make so much noise. I kept wondering if I should go into the basement in case it was a tornado.
It wasn’t a tornado, but woo boy did it make a mess. Today the temperature was 45 degrees, and one of the pine trees that used to stand in my side yard is now laying down at an angle pointing to the driveway (instead of inside my bedroom, thank God, as that was another option). The tree was still standing when I left the house this morning, which was good since I burst into tears when I saw it when I got home from work.
I think I’m going to go to sleep and see what happens tomorrow.
Posted by adrienne at January 9, 2008 10:01 PM
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Day 2 - still no electricity at my house.
Posted by: JJ at January 10, 2008 08:14 AM
Speaking of tornadoes (sp?), I read a picture book yesterday with my girls that very much smacked of The Wizard of Oz in several ways, so I told my almost-four-year old the story of the book and told her about the movie. You. should. have. seen. her. face. I don't think she got past the tornado whipping the house away. I offered to show her one part of the movie, too -- a happy part, 'cause that green witch scared the holy crap outta me, even when I was, like, nine -- but she shook her head vehemently. Oh, I'm so itchin' to read her these great books, but she's not quite ready for that.
She might have had dreams about that tornado.
Glad a tree didn't make it through your window.
Posted by: Jules at January 10, 2008 10:34 AM
That witch still scares the holy crap out of me!!
I finally have electricity!
Posted by: JJ at January 10, 2008 03:38 PM
Jules, Personally, I was always scared of the flying monkeys.
JJ, Yay, electricity!
Posted by: adrienne at January 12, 2008 09:56 PM
I HATE the flying monkeys!!!! I was always behind the couch watching that part.
Posted by: Pat at January 13, 2008 02:07 PM
Of course, I think I was about eight or nine before I could manage to stay awake until the end of the movie. (This was in the days before we got our first BETA machine, and one could only watch The Wizard of Oz was when it was on TV once a year.)
Posted by: adrienne at January 13, 2008 09:30 PM