Tuesday, May 21, 2013
We are all accounted for with no known property damage due to the mega tornado that just tore through our side of town on Monday.
There were storms on Sunday and some areas were hit, with more expected on Monday. But nobody expected this one. Much like our infamous May 3, 1999 tornado, this one was over a mile wide and followed a very similar path.
Only this time, that path was through a much more developed and built-up area with family homes and businesses.
One Ms. Kymberly and Mr. Caleb rode out the tornado in the restroom of the day care center, where Kym had arrived about 5-10 minutes before the tornado went overhead. She says there is no reason for the day care to still be standing -- they heard it, felt it, watched the walls shake, heard the jet engine noise, etc.
She got home a short distance from there to find the power out but the house standing (others in neighborhood were not). She grabbed some clothes for her and the baby and headed to our house. Only within that short time, the authorities had already started closing the main roads due to power lines down, emergency personnel needing through, etc. She was stuck in traffic and could not even get back to her house. Took her five hours to get our house, which would normally have taken about 20 minutes.
My old neighborhood from single-mom days took a big hit -- it was directly across the street from one of the elementary schools that was hit -- Briarwood is where the Kymster went to grade school when I had proudly bought my brand new little patio home that I thought I would live in forever.
Not sure what the status of that patio home is today, but expect it to have lots of damage. We know another couple that live in that neighborhood, and they were posting pics of 2x4's that were shot through their roof and came to land in their son's bedroom.
We are used to tornados in this area and normally a closet or bathtub/mattress combo is all that is needed to weather out a storm. But once in a while, along comes a killer, and they say you can't survive without being underground. For the first time ever, I am considering the purchase of a storm shelter.
Tornado alley isn't a bad place to live for the most part. But this time of year ... warm Gulf air comes north and meets cool mountain air heading south ... it is just a recipe for potential disaster and that is what we had yesterday.
Tales of bravery and resiliance abound. Tragedy and heartache are immeasurable.
Husband asked me, what would you do, when everything is gone just like that? I said, you get a check from your insurance company and go buy replacements. Again, as we have been slowly downsizing a lot of *stuff* in our recent move, the value of belongings is taking a low place in my heart as compared to the value of our people, our pioneer spirit, our heartland values.
Have you see the pics of the pallets of supplies that have been donated to the victims and the first responders? We Okies are a generous bunch. I have barely caught a breath and haven't even texted to make a donation to the Red Cross or other agency yet. But Kevin Durant has. The company I work for has done. Immediately, people were called into action and service. And I feel almost guilty for staying out of the way so the people who know what they are doing can do what it is they know how to do.
We took Kym's car to the company car wash today to clean off storm debris. I will post a pic later. She is lucky. A co-worker's friend lost their house and cars, and they spent the day taking breakfast to a local firehouse and trying to make their way to their friend so they could drop off their spare vehicle for them to use.
How do you provide temporary housing to all these families that are affected? It is daunting. Good thing we've been building houses as fast as we can around these parts ... they are going to be needed.
Well, I guess this post wasn't as short and sweet as intended. But we are okay. We are accounted for. No losses for our little portion of OKC/Moore. But keep our home-folks in your prayers. There is much to accomplish and much to grieve.
Friday, March 01, 2013
ROOMBA! I have named her Ruby. Or, rather, Roobie. Anyone out there have one of these? I already wish I had bought the one with the timer. But if she makes life a bit easier, I think she is worth the expense, even for the close-out model I bought. Hit the button, and she zooms around for almost two hours. Talk about set it and forget it! She docks herself for re-charging. Just for doing the little pick-up bit of vac’ing that needs doing almost daily – pet hair, kitty litter, kitchen crumbs…. she’s pretty good so far! Deep clean will still require the big, lug it around vac, but little Roobie is charming so far!
Next is the Nutribullet! On that health quest, dontchaknow. Succumbed to the QVC/HSN syndrome and bought this one. And it is just what I was after. Mix up a green smoothie every evening for dinner most nights. Here’s my main recipe: About 5 brussel sprouts; big spring of broccoli, stick of celery, chunk of cucumber, handful of frozen strawberries, 1/2 a banana, 1/2 scoop of protein powder mix (*Idealean). Add water to the fill line. Zip/zap for 20 seconds. DELICIOUS! Been doing this for a couple of weeks now, and I am craving these smoothies. This thing couldn’t be easier to use or easier to clean. Rinse under the tap. That’s it. I figure this must surely save me about 200-400 calories or more per day? Hopefully that will show on my body one day! Soon. I hope. One of the best $99 I’ve ever spent.
Kept Baby Caleb for a while today while his daddy recovered from the same strep throat this boy had for a while. Kymmie had it too but was well enough to go back to work. Hopefully, Poppy and Grammy won’t get it. Please note the Firefly book he likes to read at Grammy’s house. Who’s the famous illustrator amongst us?
Saturday, January 26, 2013
He’s 18 months old now. Smart and funny. He likes ice. And Cookie Monster and one special Bear. He knows lots of body parts, like eye and ear and nose and knees and hair. He is fearless and will jump off a step because he knows someone will catch him. Word has it that he will be going for his first haircut soon. He likes to work and to be busy. If he is awake, he is in movement of some kind. He is good about stacking blocks and putting things in baskets. He likes to play with Dixie Cups. He is tall. Among the tallest of his age group, according to doctor percentages (although I don’t know why doctors do those measurements – comparing with others starts early these days). And he is fast. It takes some keeping up with him these days. He isn’t a snuggler, but will fall asleep in your arms on occasion. He stays at Grammy’s house once in a while so mom and dad can have a break or a date night once in a while. And when he stays at Grammy’s, cats disappear under the bed. He’s a force of nature and he’s got the Terrible Two’s to go. Blue is his favorite color. His stacking cups in four colors? Big Blue and Little Blue are always together and are the ones he carries around everywhere. He likes for Grammy to sing “Little Bunny Foo Foo” and does the hand motions with me. He is insistent on this song. He likes it over and over again. He especially likes the tickles when he is turned into a goon. He likes it when Poppy makes airplane noises while Cookie Monster flies through the air. He likes to bang on the old piano in the back bedroom. And then he settles down and plays one key at a time. Usually at the high end of the keyboard. And then he is off to do something else.
Sorry to have been offline for so long, but I’m over on FB so find me there, too! Have come to the conclusion that since I have changed jobs, the stress level is different and therefore the need for creative outlet has diminished. That’s my reason for being a bad blogger, and I’m sticking to it.
Hope everyone is good! What is the gossip out here in Blog World?
Peek a boo with big blue and little blue.