weather or not (a flashback)

so, on my way from the parking lot to the office (which is six, count them, SIX blocks, mostly up hill) in the rain and 50 some-odd degree temperature with wind, i realized something. if the district of dumb-ass ever needs a senator, i might make a good candidate.

i’m sick. i don’t mean that in the perverted, twisted way (don’t get me wrong…both DO apply, but not for the purposes of this discussion) but i’ve had that whole coughing / sinuses thing happening, to the point where my typical, always welcome, “good morning, honey…” call has had the line, “you don’t sound good, babe” thrown in as the second thing said. and it fits.

so last night, we had a big storm blow through. in weather channel terms it was, “a severe thunderstorm producing 75mph winds, small hail, and the potential for tornadic activity”. tornado warnings were all over the news and weather. as were flash-flood watches. we here in this part of texas have our own term for this…

“a whole lotta rain”

that’s it. we don’t panic. we don’t sweat “tornado warnings” till we see a funnel cloud. flash flood doesn’t mean shit until your porch is wet. know why? because just like time, taxes, or a woman’s mood change, there ain’t a DAMN thing you can do to control it. so sit back, and with the exception of the last two things i listed, enjoy the ride…(okay, the last one CAN be handled the same way, but do so on a case-by-case basis).

so the bottom line is, i couldn’t watch the weather channel because of that annoying “tornado watch” noise that kept going off sounding WAY to much like my alarm clock during the post-sunrise, pre-“good morning, honey…” call part of the day…which is NOT pleasant for me (the clock sound time that is, i like the other two). and i didn’t watch it this morning, either. but it’s been muggy the last couple of days, so i dressed accordingly; t-shirt, jean shorts, ball cap and airwalks.

and then started up the hill.
in the rain.
and it was 50 degrees with a wind.