Hi. My name is Donna and I'm.....

So, I'm watching the Weather Channel....and I'm watching the Tornado Warning that has been listed for Chicago. Now....I know all of you think I'm this strong girl that's not afraid of a rat...but storms? Storms scare the shit out of me. I am admitting that I am a storm pussy. Hi, my name is Donna and I am a storm pussy.



Some people make comments to me how they love to sleep when it is storming out. Or how they love to go watch the storm come over the lake. Me? My heart rate is up and I am scooping up my keys, purse, laptop and iPhone so I can high tail it to the basement and assume my favorite place: under the pool table in the fetal position. I think it all stemmed from living in Wichita Falls, TX. They had a big ass tornado suck that city and spit it back out in '79...that is why I am a storm pussy. I blame it entirely on the WF tornado of '79....yep, yep I do.



I try to act cool and calm in front of my offspring...no need turning them into storm pussies, too. But, I am guilty of shuffling them down to the basement anytime I think the wind is just a wee bit too strong. Great....60 to 80 mph winds heading towards us....Nanner is in Chicago in the middle of this....maybe this weather is following her.



Nanner just got her power back on like 36 hrs ago. We had a huge ass storm come through on Friday with 90 mph winds....people all around us lost power and just now are getting it back. Nanner, being one of them, would show up every morning at 7:30 to juice up her gadgets...including herself, with coffee. Wait until Potter gives her a bill for $15 for using our outlets...ha ha.



Our area is now in a Tornado Watch, Flood Watch and a Thunderstorm Warning. I am literally shitting and pissing my pants as I type this because I am less than 20 ft from a window...I mean I have big trees in my yard and they could fall down on my house. I mean I could give 2 fucks about the house...but if it hits the garage....my prized possession, the black 'hoe, could get scratched....oh, and my kids...I don't want them to get squished, too....oh, and Potter....oh, and I really like my Tiffany lamps, and I would miss my plaid carpet...oh look, a squirrel!



Now we're placing bets on if our pizza will get made and delivered before power goes out and we get hammered by this storm. Hey, I have to feed my family...proprities. Action packed was sent to her room for being a PITA....I have to remember to go get her if sirens go off....FUCK....now we are in a tornado warning...I gotta go....change my pants, that is....and get my prized possessions into the basement....I wish I could get the 'hoe down the stairs....