I was snapped out of my blissful sleep in the wee hours by yet another "raising the dead" thunderstorm. We've been having them consistently for about a week+. I can't take much more. I usually love a good thunderstorm and even love sleeping to them, but these... these are of a different caliber. These are not the mellow, rumbling storms, these are the gun shots beside your head storms. These are the storms that threaten to waken you with a heart attack.
I awoke around 2 AM to the sound of something LOUD only to notice the dog was standing on the bed right next to me. I then looked out the window and noticed the view was clear. Didn't there used to be a big maple out there?? Oh! It's back, it's just bending like a palm in the wind.
Around 4 AM there was the unmistakable noise of thunder followed by all power going off. In the calm of the house I heard Grizzled say, "The electricity is out and it's the first day of school. This ought to be interesting." I drifted back to sleep around 5 only to have Grizzled wake me at 6 and tell me he had gone out and bought coffee. It was waiting for me downstairs. He also removed the large branch that was blocking the neighbor's driveway and had called ComEd to report the outage. He's a good man.
It's sunny right now... sunny and extremely humid. There are storms in the forecast for tonight. There are storms in the forecast for the rest of the week. I just hope some come during the day. I can't take much more of being awakened like that in the middle of the night. It's taking its toll. I seem to be developing two lovely streaks of gray up the sides of my forehead.
this is funny. i'm playing a new elvis
cd, and when i read your post, i notice
he's singing "when it rains, it really pours".
a sign, clearly, that everything is on target, going to be swell and your
just a tweak away from your happy place.
this would be tricky to do, but i'd love to take the digital camcorder + film some violent thunderstorms,load it on my computer and print some freez-frames of the most dramatic lightnings.
it really would be like catching lightning in a bottle (and might be basis for an inspiring painting)
Posted by: daveminnj | August 22, 2007 at 10:50 AM
"a sign, clearly, that everything is on target, going to be swell and your
just a tweak away from your happy place."
I'll take it!
I'd love to see those images if you ever tape the storms.
Posted by: Jennifer | August 22, 2007 at 11:15 AM
Some rain sounds damn good.
Posted by: idyllopus | August 22, 2007 at 11:17 AM
idyllopus- I wish I could send you some. I'd be happy to share.
Posted by: Jennifer | August 22, 2007 at 11:20 AM
Better man than me. When the dead branches blew out of our tree on Saturday, I pulled them off to the side of the yard and left them because I didn't ffeel like chopping thme into smaller pieces in the rain, and there they've stayed because I haven't had time since then.
Posted by: billy pilgrim | August 22, 2007 at 01:53 PM
I seem to be developing two lovely streaks of gray up the sides of my forehead.
Sure blame the lightning.
My friends are making me fat.
Posted by: fish | August 22, 2007 at 02:56 PM
We had a tree in our backyard get hit by lightning a year ago or so. There it's stood, dead, ever since. Why cut it down when it'll eventually fall down on its own?
Posted by: Snag | August 22, 2007 at 03:19 PM
bp: Please learn how to spell. You're harshing my comment reading in this thread.
I know what you mean, Jennifer about those "gunshot next to your ear" storms! They're bad enough during the day, but in the middle of the night? Yikes!
Grizzled is a good person. You're lucky!
Posted by: blue girl | August 22, 2007 at 04:10 PM
bp: Please learn how to spell. You're harshing my comment reading in this thread.
It's shit like that, that makes BG are Cookie Queen forever. That and she can get Res going with a mere tap of her wand.
BP is stil not banned, though.
And agreed, I'd like to suggest that Grizzled start a Training School for confused and tragic Boyfriends and Husbands. He could really provide some tips to some of the blogging men out there...
Posted by: Adorable Girlfriend | August 22, 2007 at 04:13 PM
I'd like to suggest that Grizzled start a Training School for confused and tragic Boyfriends and Husbands
LOL @ that!
billy pilgrim will NEVER BE BANNED!!
Posted by: blue girl | August 22, 2007 at 04:20 PM
A co-worker of Grizzled's once told him that people were going to get the wrong idea about him if they read this blog... they'd think he was nice.
fish- are you suggesting that Grizzled is making me grizzled???
And, no matter how baaaaad he wants to be bannned, BP will NOT be banned. Mowahahahahaa!!!
Posted by: Jennifer | August 22, 2007 at 04:28 PM
I say we don't take this crap from nature lying down. I suggest we all by Hummers and run them on Aqua Net until nature makes the weather better.
Posted by: Brando | August 22, 2007 at 04:45 PM
Yeah!! Brando's right! Besides, if we do that often enough, he won't have to deal with the ultimate snowy winter... which for him, starts in about 72 hours!
Posted by: Jennifer | August 22, 2007 at 04:48 PM
I'll start talking about ska bands pretty soon.
Tragic Husbands: ska band name!!!! Also, Boyfriend Training Skool!!
At leest Iam not as badd a spellur as BluGrrl. Bann Meeee!!! I am 50% Normal! I Must Be Bannned!!!!!
Posted by: billy pilgrim | August 22, 2007 at 10:28 PM
Ska bands -- better than 311?!
Discuss.
Never, never, never banned.
Posted by: Adorable Girlfriend | August 23, 2007 at 08:28 AM
AG, Leena is damaged.
Posted by: billy pilgrim | August 23, 2007 at 09:06 AM
She is not.
Now get away from her before she eats you!
Posted by: Adorable Girlfriend | August 23, 2007 at 10:05 AM
BP is trying!!! He's trying to get banned. Leena is damaged!! She's not even my llama and I resented that! But still... no banning.
Posted by: Jennifer | August 23, 2007 at 10:14 AM
BP:
Just make an offer to be helpful. That got me banned from RoD.
Posted by: fish | August 23, 2007 at 11:25 AM