It's that time again.
Spring in Oklahoma which translates to a good possibility of severe weather.
When I worked 12-hour shifts at the factory, the kids were in daycare. Apparently there was a Tornado Warning one day when they were still there, and baby child was put in a closet for her safety.
That did not go over well.
I'm pretty sure I was the only Mom with a two-year old who could pick out Pottawatomie County on the map and read a radar. I thought for the longest time she would be a meteorologist. But her talents lie elsewhere.
They're predicting bad business tomorrow. I think Central Oklahoma is 6 out of 10 for some major shit going down. Long-track tornadoes, baseball size hail, and 80 mph winds. Always a good time.
I've taken to sending my lovely adult children "MMU"'s.
These are "Mom Meteorological Update"s. I do a group message with pertinent information about the weather.
One time, ONE TIME, I did not update everyone, and I caught hell for not notifying them.
Keep in mind that they all have phones. And baby child actually has more weather apps than I do.
But I'm better for them than David Payne or Mike Morgan.
And, honestly, I feel better knowing that I've given them a heads-up on some potentially damaging weather.
Factor in to that I have a grandson now, and I guarantee I put the rest of the weather people to shame. Priorities, man. Priorities.
We Oklahomans are a bit odd when it comes to weather. Yes, we often are outside filming EF3's or 4's. We want to ride it out and experience Mother Nature firsthand.
I remember watching a thunderstorm from our front porch one time, and the lightning struck maybe a 1/3 of a mile up the hill from the house on a light pole.
Scared the shit out of all of us. And thank God I yanked the porch screen open so we could all flee back inside, or I'm sure we would have made one of those holes in it like a cartoon.
Good times.
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Spring in Oklahoma which translates to a good possibility of severe weather.
When I worked 12-hour shifts at the factory, the kids were in daycare. Apparently there was a Tornado Warning one day when they were still there, and baby child was put in a closet for her safety.
That did not go over well.
I'm pretty sure I was the only Mom with a two-year old who could pick out Pottawatomie County on the map and read a radar. I thought for the longest time she would be a meteorologist. But her talents lie elsewhere.
They're predicting bad business tomorrow. I think Central Oklahoma is 6 out of 10 for some major shit going down. Long-track tornadoes, baseball size hail, and 80 mph winds. Always a good time.
I've taken to sending my lovely adult children "MMU"'s.
These are "Mom Meteorological Update"s. I do a group message with pertinent information about the weather.
One time, ONE TIME, I did not update everyone, and I caught hell for not notifying them.
Keep in mind that they all have phones. And baby child actually has more weather apps than I do.
But I'm better for them than David Payne or Mike Morgan.
And, honestly, I feel better knowing that I've given them a heads-up on some potentially damaging weather.
Factor in to that I have a grandson now, and I guarantee I put the rest of the weather people to shame. Priorities, man. Priorities.
We Oklahomans are a bit odd when it comes to weather. Yes, we often are outside filming EF3's or 4's. We want to ride it out and experience Mother Nature firsthand.
I remember watching a thunderstorm from our front porch one time, and the lightning struck maybe a 1/3 of a mile up the hill from the house on a light pole.
Scared the shit out of all of us. And thank God I yanked the porch screen open so we could all flee back inside, or I'm sure we would have made one of those holes in it like a cartoon.
Good times.
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