Bring it!

Anyone who knows my family knows that we are totally strange about the weather. My husband is a total weather geek, will go on and on about what's gonna happen, what happened in 1908 in Europe, you get the picture. A simple "what's the weather gonna be like tomorrow?" will provide you with an hour of head lolling "uh huhs" trying to be polite. But he's cute and it is free entertainment so we ask him regularly just to amuse ourselves.

If they ever predict a big storm (and well really, aren't they always predicting the 'big one'?) you can find us all out on the porch watching the skies waiting for the "real wrath of God-type stuff" as Barry puts it. When the storm starts we all are yelling, "BRING IT!!" waiting for the big one that the weather forecasters have been predicting with their wild eyed dire threats for years.

Of course, with that kind of build up it would take a real act of God, total devastation, trees falling, cows flying by, to really live up to our wild imagination of what a REAL storm would be like. And we would probably then be screaming, "JUST KIDDING!!! Don't you know a joke when you hear one? A ha ha ha?"

There's always a moment in the storm when the lightening gets just a little too close for comfort and I always think that the idea that you should be careful what you wish for is good advice.

Today. Not so much. Sigh. Guess we'll have to wait for the first 10 foot snow storm. Bring it!!!! Sha-right..