Stormy Skies and Sweet Moments

Last night, Joe and I had our first shelter-in-place alert for a tornado. We headed down to the basement, but partway there, Joe realized our cat, Alto, was still outside. He ran back upstairs and let her in. While he was out there rescuing the cat, I found myself thinking, “I hope Joe doesn’t end up in Oz.”

Thankfully, the tornado never touched down. Tonight, we’re under more severe storm warnings, but so far, nothing that’s sent us back to the basement. Alto is safe and sound, curled up on the couch like nothing ever happened.

Earlier in the day, I spent some time at Megan’s while she deep-cleaned her house. I got the better end of that deal—hanging out with baby Oliver. It’s a tough gig, kissing his little cheeks and watching him try to cram every toy into his mouth. We had a great time until naptime rolled around. Oliver doesn’t love taking naps for Grandma. Luckily, Jeremy got home from work just in time. The second Oliver saw his dad, he went from cranky to smiling from ear to ear. They headed upstairs and settled in for a nap together.

Later this evening, I had a virtual catch-up with my long-time, dearest friend Ginger. Her husband, Jim, and one of her daughters, Jen, popped in to say hello. Seeing their faces made my heart so happy. Ginger has been my friend for 48 years and still makes me laugh more than anyone else in the world. At one point years ago, we even planned to write a romance novel together. I might just have to dig out those old binders with our research and early chapters…

Anyway, the rain is really coming down now, and I’ve never liked using the computer during storms—always afraid I’ll get electrocuted or something dramatic like that—so I’m signing off for tonight. Stay safe and dry, friends.