We had a big ol’ storm here Thursday night. Lloyd was meeting a computer guy for dinner at 5:30, and I needed to go pick up some photos at Wal-Mart, and as we left separately in our cars, it was dark as night. In Wal-Mart, I could hear it start to rain, and people were loitering at the checkout lanes. Since I’m not made of sugar, I bought my stuff and went to my car.
I was soaked getting in.
It was raining so hard I didn’t take the highway back because I couldn’t see. I took the frontage road…. and I couldn’t see. I pulled off twice because it was so ridiculous. Every time hail would hit the roof of the truck I’d duck a little – like that extra half-inch I’m gaining would help if one smashed through.
When I got home, there was a message on my phone (which I had forgotten) from my director saying they were having water trouble at the Center, but that it was under control. I zipped over there to see (because I’m nosy), and got stuck in a flash flood at the corner of 3rd and Seward street. It was so weird – driving, driving, driving, slllllllloooooooooowwwwed dowwwn by waaatttteerrrr, then slowly getting out. As it turns out, your brakes don’t work when they’re wet, either. It was a fun drive.
Melanie and Rebecca had the window well scooped out, and then I decided to ugly it up to keep the water out. It definitely has my handprint all over it, doesn’t it?
At home later Lloyd and I heard one of those chest-thumping huge BOOOOOMS. When we drove back to school to check on the water situation, it turns out one of the trees on the courthouse was struck by lightning. (Those of you familiar with Seward should know that the storm knocked down the sign on the Cafe on the Square. No photo.)
(As it turns out, the two photos we took with Lloyd’s phone won’t download and I’m tired of trying. Use your imagination, ok?)