Last evening the wind started to blow enough to make our normally stable trailer quiver. The wind speed increased this morning and by dawn the breeze was stiff enough to knock down my patriotic neighbors spiffy flagpole. It missed our trailer.
By the time the sun started making it a bit lighter, some rain started to fall. By 0830, it was raining so hard that we could not see through the windows so we lit up Weather Underground which told us we were in a tornado watch area and we should consider finding shelter more substantial than a fiberglass box. Surprisingly, our satellite antenna was still functioning so we turned on local news who confirmed that the weather was going to get worse before it got better. Much lightning, thunder, water and deepening darkness ensued. Then, without damaging any of our stuff, the thunderstorm passed and light came back into the world. During the height of the nastiness, our satellite dish lost all signals but quickly came back on once the scary stuff passed over. By noon it was breaking up and Peggy decided it was a good time for a trip to a store called Soft Surroundings which sells nifty lady stuff.
We drove about 20 miles down the road and started slowly circling an enormous shopping mall in an attempt to find parking within two miles of the target. Soon we were in the store and Peggy was happily browsing among the racks while I oozed outside to sit on a bench and watch Texans strut their stuff. Without losing too much money, Peg found what she wanted and was merciful by allowing us to leave without going in any other stores. I was proud of her.