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Thunder

August 24, 2007

It’s finally Friday. The Friday of the last weekend before the long four day weekend which will be followed by a weekend leading to a week’s vacation!! If that didn’t make sense to you don’t worry, I wrote it and I can barely follow along.

At 3pm I took a break from work and met Kelly. She was at The Coffee Exchange with her laptop enjoying their free WiFi. It’s only 3 blocks from where I work, but getting there was a task with the construction now going on downtown. Some of the sidewalks were cut up, so I had to detour an extra block, but the payoff was worth it. Twenty minutes with my sweetie!! She looked beautiful as always. I had never spent a lot of time in the Coffee Exchange, except to dash in and buy coffee and dash out. Usualy I go to the Buck or Timmies.  It’s a very nice place, I think we’ll have to spend more time there.

As is the custom in this house, Friday is order out night. Most of the family opted for subs, but Kelly and I decided on Greek food. I had to pick up a prescription at the drug store, and in the very same plaza there is one of the very best Greek places in the city. A small little family run place, and the food is very good.

After dinner, the sky got dark. I checked the Doppler radar for the area and realized we were in for a very good storm. The warnings were posted on the local weather service, “Severe Thunder Storm Warning.”  Perfect!!  I couldn’t wait. I love storms. Always have. If there is a storm approaching and I can find a place to sit outside but sheltered, that’s where you’ll find me, taking it all in. Last night we were treated to an amazing light show, with dark odd shaped clouds being lit up over and over again by great flashes of light from behind. But the storm passed north of us, and it barely even rained. Tonight there was no getting around it. We were going to get it. So I took my spot in the garage with the door open, and waited. It came and went in about an hour, heavy rain, medium gusts of wind, and some very loud thunder. The kind that makes your guts rattle. Where the flash of light and the thunder are so close together you swear it must have hit a few houses away. I loved every minute of it. Not a great storm by any means, but better than we have had so far this year. And I’ll take what I can get.

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4 Comments leave one →
  1. August 24, 2007 10:19 pm

    Glad the two of you had some special time together and that the storm was fun.
    Did Kelly join you in the garage with a front row seat?
    Am waiting for my harried honey to get home from his third day in the classroom with kids. He’ll be wiped out.

  2. August 25, 2007 12:13 am

    I love a good storm, too. We don’t get many out here in California, but I grew up in Michigan. During the summers, every time we’d have a really good storm I’d open my bedroom window wide (it was a low window) and sleep on the floor right next to it. Great way to fall asleep…

  3. August 25, 2007 10:21 am

    Storms + outdoors = YOU ARE CRAZY! I’d rather hide in the basement during a big (or, um, even moderate) storm. Yeeesh. 🙂

  4. August 25, 2007 1:39 pm

    Poor Violet. I LOVE storms. One of the best memories I have from growing up in Windsor was when I worked at the IGA on Dougall. I’d be bagging groceries and look out the huge glass front of the store to see an enormous black mass of clouds advancing towards Windsor from Detroit, and I knew we’d be in for a great show. I had quite a bit of fun donning the rain gear and going out to fetch carts while the rain came hammering down.

    In my next house I definitely want a window that faces West, so I have a good view of approaching storms.

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