Jul 192011

All the sweltering heat that the south has been enduring for the past few weeks has finally made its way north, and added a humidity factor of 150% to it that is typical of Wisconsin.  When you add a dew point of 80+ to 90 degree weather, you are bound to see storms come from out of nowhere.

As was the case Sunday night when we were driving back home from visiting relatives in Minnesota.  We had been hearing the reports on the radio of the storm warnings, and I was hoping that we would make it home before they hit.

Luck was not with us.  The sky didn’t look that ominous, but the closer home we got we rounded a bend, and the clouds that looked only slightly rain-worthybefore suddenly scared the crap out of me.

This may not look all that threatening, but I was too scared to get pictures of the clouds that were rotating.

I had a really bad feeling about this.

Plus, I really hate storms.  I mean really, REALLY hate storms.  The lightning, the thunder, the hurricane force winds… I am a ball of nerves.  Rick knows this.  If I could, I would dive under our bed with Thor when one hits.

And here we were, 10 miles from home, completely vulnerable to this monster that we were heading into.  And my husband, being the loving, caring man that he is, thought about me as we approached the rain and lightning.

Me:  Rick, why are you slowing down?

Rick:  So you can get some good lightning pictures.

Me:  I don’t care about getting lightning pictures!  Get us the hell home!

I think he got the hint, because he did speed up, until the rain was coming down so heavy that he apologized for having to slow down so he wouldn’t hydroplane off the road.  I thought this was very thoughtful of him.

And as we pulled into the driveway, he brought the car right up to the steps so that I could make a run for it without being completely drenched before I reached the front door.  And as I was about to get out, he grabbed my arm.

Rick:  Wait a minute.

Me:  What?

Rick:  Give me one last kiss in case you don’t make it.

Me: ???

Rick: Well, you might melt.

Smart ass.

  6 Responses to “Seeking Shelter From the Storm”

Comments (6)
  1. I think I scared Corey because I laughed so hard at the end of this! Such a thoughtful Papa 🙂

  2. And that’s why I love him 😉

  3. PAHAHAHAHA I made Jude jump while laughing! ahhahahhahahaha Did you tell Dad that you weren’t made of snow?! 😉

  4. Well, you remember what happened to the Wicked Witch in Wizard of Oz, don’t you? 😉

  5. Cheez,

    Didn’t anybody tell you girls that sugar disolves when mixed w/~sandyrooney~sandyrooney~sandyrooney~sandyrooney water……….LOL,
    Love you Babe’s……….

    Oh and love you kids too………..

  6. I’m glad that you see me more on the sweet side, honey.

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