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.: 2.06.2008 

Can't Sleep, Tornadoes Wil Eat Me

I was finally about to head to bed when all meteorological shit broke loose.

Dear Universe, if a tornado is going to touch down in Lexington, please let it be a single, surgical strike at my old house, with miraculously little-to-no damage done to the properties surrounding it.

I even made Hubby come down from the bedroom (it's in the attic, remember?) to sleep on the couch with me on the ground floor next to the windowless bathroom.

I think I shall drop by the old homestead tomorrow on my way to meet Janis and look for shingles in my yard. It's about time to start using this homeowner's insurance, don't you think?

(We've been moved from a Warning to a Watch, so I am now heading to bed.)

((BTW -WTF with a "warning" being an actual tornado? Shouldn't it be, "Warning! Tornadoes might happen!" and a Watch should be, "Watch that tornado, don't get in it's way! Watch out!" Or maybe I'm just tired and stressed and crabby.))

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thus proclaimeth the Zabet  1:42 AM   2 comment(s)

2 Comments:

Poor tired, stressed and pedantic you!

Don't worry about sleeping. You'll have plenty of time in March to recover from the mania of enhanced Adrenalin flows, huge doses of self loathing and the inevitable bout of whatever deadline defeating illness is floating around JUST when you really don't need it. I am probably projecting, but I'm sure this happens to everyone, not just me?

By Blogger Brenda, at 7:06 AM  

Relieved to hear the tornadoes didn't eat you guys (or your house)!!

By Blogger Melissa, at 9:33 PM  

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