..:. Cracking My Vainpot .:..

Out here in the Great Plains, you just can't escape from the angry power of nature.

Honestly, I think that's why people here are so religious. Every time you step out of the house, it feels like some god is trying to punish you with extreme weather.

If we had thunders, the windows would shake so hard it keeps you awake all night long. When there are multiple lightening forks dancing around, the night sky turns into a nonstop laser spectacular. (Didn't know they can run horizontally~!) In fact, I love watching them so much that I moved upstairs to the penthouse :P

Our local weather forecast, is practically a geography text book. The kinda alien vocabulary they use is eye opening:-

Freezing rain, slurry mixed snow, ice storm , arctic air, sleet, black ice, ping pong-sized hail, 170mph wind, mile-wide twister, etc.

You name it, we have it! (with one notable exception, of course. ~the tsunami~)

Oh and did I mention our extreme temperature that loves to yo-yo between sub-zero and three-digits?

Anyway. Checked off one more item from that list today. I just finished grocery shopping when this rather dull siren came on.

May Day TORNADO~!

My 1st warning ever!! That was actually quite cool. Funny that people on the street all looked a bit confused. Surely they couldn't have believed the urban myth that tornados only strike on Sunday afternoons around 4pm?!

Feeling determined, I dragged my saggy arse to the gym as planned, and MY Oh MY!. It was *choke full* of gorgeous men! Never has that place been soooo packed b4. Aren't we supposed to hide in a windowless basement rather than flexing in front of mirror walls? Is this a male thing?? Some whirling charged-clouds induced, Y-chromosome-dependent animal phenomenon?!

Needless to say, I'm already looking 4ward to the next one :)

... well ok, as long as nobody dies.