Tornado Ally

OK, I'm back. Sunday was another adventure as well. We found a ward, although I'm sure we went to the wrong one. I just can't take another 4 weeks of 8am church! The members were super nice- they fought over who could invite us over for dinner that night! The Barnard's won. She's the RS president and he's the provident living specialist. (a newly created calling in their stake-reminded me of being in Provo again) We left our apt around 4:40 and got to their house around 5:00 or so. The menu: homemade pizza!! Yum. They have 4 kids, 3 girls and a boy. Matthew is about 5 yrs old (kindergarten) and I was sitting by him at the table. He looked over at me and said," you've got big eyes! you should look in the mirror". At first I had flash backs to being teased in elementary school, and then I realized, this kid has an underdeveloped "Theory of Mind". HA! His dad was quick to come back and said," you look in the mirror, snaggle-tooth".

After dinner we went into the family room and talked for a little while. It had been sprinkling all day, but off and on. Then, the sirens. 4 of them. Bro. Barnard got his radios out and we listened to the storm chasers find 4 confirmed touch-down tornadoes.... one of which was less than 3 miles away, but headed north away from us. The sky turned super dark and we were all excited to see a funnel cloud, but the only thing we saw was our hair in our faces. The wind was blowing and we got pelted with razor rain. At least it felt like a razor. OUCH! Back inside for some red jello and a talent show by the kids... stupid-human tricks. I put my tongue on my nose. They thought that was funny. Scott showed them a magic trick with some coins and then put pennies on his elbow and flipped them into his hand. Their oldest, Emisha (hungarian for Emily), was getting pretty good at it.

We left and it was raining SUPER hard. We couldn't drive in the right lane on the road because it was flooded. When we got to the interstate it started to rain so hard I thought the windshield was going to break! We were soaked through and our walk from the car to the door of our apt is maybe 100ft. Scott's socks were black from his dress shoes and his wool pants smelled like a dirty animal. gross...

Scott went to his APX mtg this morning and Danny, the guy from our married student ward at BYU he recruited, said that there were 4 more tornadoes sited while we were sleeping. We didn't hear a thing.