Friday night was Tornado night.(we usually have Family night, but this was much more exciting). We knew a big storm was set to come thru and the local weather stations were interrupting about the possibilities of tornados. The twins(6 yrs.) were at the ready.(They'd seen the movie "Twister" a dozen times) Hallie was preparing for the end of days, carrying things to the basement that would be essential to our survival for at least 2 years. The inventory may sound like I'm joking, but I'm not. Let's see, there were 2 bags of potatoes, 9 cans of vegetables, 4 bags of cereal, a three year old can of yams, crackers, pop tarts(the generic kind, but in the fight for suvival, you can't be picky) toys, a carrying bag of clothing and a 15 lb. bag of cat food.(The dogs would have to tough it out) Oh. also the crock pot. While Annie played her blow up guitar to Hannah Montana.
So, we proceeded to tear up Felice's room(she is staying with us for a while). She's living in the dark, dank basement. Everyone sat on the couch(Felice's bed) and watched "Entertainment Tonight" while the lighting flashed and the thunder thundered.
The Mexican dinner I was planning was put on hold(I haven't figured out how make Huevos Rancheros in a crock pot) so, we had ham sandwiches, chips and cat food.
After the all clear, we went back upstairs(the tornado had been 15 miles away moving away from us). Hallie started hauling things back upstairs and Annie went back to the blow up guitar.
The next day the girls had a childrens choir practice to attend, but couldn't find socks. Hallie had taken her entire sock drawer down to the basement and had forgotten to bring it up.
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