The boys were working out in the garage with Pantera blaring on the radio as our next bad front hit the Coweta area last night. I think the testosterone was coursing heavy in their veins. I panicked hearing a tornado was on the ground just a couple miles west of Coweta, and directly over both of my daughters homes...my husband, Forrest and his two weightlifting buddies just sky watched.
They refused to go with me and got left behind as I high tailed it, 90 to nothing, over to my sister's place to jump in her underground shelter. Our neighbors have a shelter near our back yard, but you can only fit so many people in one. We watched the huge, ominous front move just a mile behind my sister's acreage.
Thankfully, my daughter Jessica and her family were able to take shelter in her safe room, as the tornado ripped through the countryside, just a mile away from her home, and my daughter Skylar and her babies made it to my sister's storm shelter in time. A few roofs were ripped off, but no injuries were reported in our area.
After seeing the devastation in Moore, Oklahoma on Monday, I have developed a whole new respect for Mother Nature.
From now on, all you tough, weightlifting, metal-heads are on your own, I'm heading to the cellar!