Those Must Have Been Some REALLY Good Waffles......

So...I was leaving WalMart - having just been shopping and minding my own business and texting photographs of canned SPAM to Margie....the sun was still trying to peek through the clouds.

I loaded my groceries into the car - looked at the sky toward home and said, "oh my."

I turned on the radio just in time to hear KLove broadcast a tornado warning for Greenville. I knew I had to drive right into the storm to get home. I prayed, "Lord, calm the skies and keep me safe," and then proceeded to drive through VERY HEAVY RAIN - visibility almost zero. The rain was pouring down in torrents - sideways - the wind was blowing - branches and leaves were flying - I was dodging debris on the roads - literally.

It took a little longer than usual to make the five mile trip home. Thunder cracking and lightning flashing everywhere.

As I pulled into the garage, lightning struck our flag pool which is about 15 yards from the house.

I began carrying groceries inside where I found Randy and Olivia eating waffles. I said, "There's a tornado warning and lightning just struck the flag pole."

Randy replied, "Yeah, it sounded really close. What do you think we should do?"

To which I replied, "I think we should go to the basement."

He then declared he would do so "just as soon as I'm finished with my waffles - I don't want them to get cold."

I'm thinking to myself...."really???!!!"