Holy Shit
So I'm still alive and by some miracle, all things are pretty okay. August can tell you that if you'd talked to me about an hour and a half ago, I was pretty much convinced I was going to have to drag the cats out to a safe place and pray that things weren't going to get worse. While things seem to have calmed down to a typical dark and stormy night, the aftermath, from what I've heard is that trees are down everywhere, the lights were out all over Whyte and right into Sherwood Park and there's accidents all over the place. According to what I'm hearing now, there was a fire at the midway going on at Northlands. According to the news, every fire department in the city is dealing with storm related fires. In short, shit got pretty fucking crazy here tonight.
Right now, things seem to have calmed down but by that, I mean that lightning is still crawling across the sky, some of them so bright it makes it look like the middle of the afternoon. There's flooding all over the city but the rain seems to have slowed and there's no hail anymore. Apparently we're past the warning stage now so sounds like things are okay now.
The funny part of this is that my mom and I were talking about the last time I saw stuff like this back in '87. The afternoon that the tornado ripped apart Evergreen Trailer park, my mom and I walked around the corner with my middle sister (youngest was on the way) to visit my dad working at a butcher shop. We went out at about three in the afternoon and were gone for about an hour or so. By the time we got back, the sky had gone from sunny to pitch fucking black and we got pelted with rain. Kendra was in the stroller still and only able to say a few words still at the time. It was a running joke in our family for a long time and whenever we were caught in the rain, we would wave our arms in front of our face and yell "Mommy! Wet!". When my mom was taking me back home this evening and it began to rain, we did that same thing and within about an hour of doing that, it was basically the exact look of the clouds that had pelted us twelve years ago.
Hello adrenaline! I'm going to be awake for a while tonight!
Right now, things seem to have calmed down but by that, I mean that lightning is still crawling across the sky, some of them so bright it makes it look like the middle of the afternoon. There's flooding all over the city but the rain seems to have slowed and there's no hail anymore. Apparently we're past the warning stage now so sounds like things are okay now.
The funny part of this is that my mom and I were talking about the last time I saw stuff like this back in '87. The afternoon that the tornado ripped apart Evergreen Trailer park, my mom and I walked around the corner with my middle sister (youngest was on the way) to visit my dad working at a butcher shop. We went out at about three in the afternoon and were gone for about an hour or so. By the time we got back, the sky had gone from sunny to pitch fucking black and we got pelted with rain. Kendra was in the stroller still and only able to say a few words still at the time. It was a running joke in our family for a long time and whenever we were caught in the rain, we would wave our arms in front of our face and yell "Mommy! Wet!". When my mom was taking me back home this evening and it began to rain, we did that same thing and within about an hour of doing that, it was basically the exact look of the clouds that had pelted us twelve years ago.
Hello adrenaline! I'm going to be awake for a while tonight!