I Couldn't Make All This Shit Up...

Enjoy the music.  I had this in my head today, thanks to another blog.

 

I'm sure some of ya'll think I make up some of the stuff I post because I have got to have the most eventful life I've ever seen...

Friday, after leaving the office, I decided to do my grocery shopping because after working in a grocery store, I avoid them on Saturday's at all costs.  I probably had my cart 1/3 full (I'd left my 16 year old attitude, I mean son, in the car) when the head cashier started screaming at the shoppers to go to the back of the store immediately.

I asked someone why, they said a funnel cloud had been sighted not too far away and the police were clearing the streets and they were instructed to move everyone to the rear.

So I call my son who of course wants to know why he has to come in (the damn sirens didn't clue him in) and I told him to shut the hell up and get in NOW.  He gets in just before they lock the doors and proceeds to tell me that he was looking at this really cool cloud that was kinda wide at the top, but tapered down at the bottom (is he fa real?) I'm like FOOL, that was a funnel cloud! Don't you watch the Weather Channel or Storm Stories? Nope. *BIG sigh*

So we spend the next 30 minutes or so holed up in the stockroom of the grocery store.  I texted a good friend because I was kinda starting to freak out and that person send me a note and simply said "U are loved".  I have never felt such a peace like the peace I felt after getting that message.  Some of ya'll remember I'm kinda scared of storms and terrified of tornadoes.  After the sirens went off, they said another cell would be coming through and gave an approximate time and we very politely put up all the perishable items and headed to Popeye's (even after Red's rat story) then headed to the house I grew up in.  That's always a source of contentment for me.  Me and the kids sat in the living room and ate and talked to my dad as we watched the rain coming down.  I mean, we had the front door open and everything.  I couldn't believe it.  Pretty soon things started getting weird again and we headed downstairs.

I'm not sure how long we were downstairs, but my oldest said that before he knew it, everyone was snoring, but him.  That's another thing I don't usually do.  Fall asleep during a storm.

Anywho, I woke up a couple of hours later and was headed back up when some vinyl caught my eye.  I found all my albums and 45's from when I lived there.  I found The Boogie Boys and New Edition's N.E. Hearbreak albums, lol.  I found my very first 45 my dad gave me Never Can Say Goodbye - Jackson 5.  Man, those brought back some serious memories.  I spent much babysitting money at the record store.

Saturday was decent. Hot as all get out, but a pretty good day.  I went to Walmart for something (still can't remember what) and ended up buying a new tv stand for the living room.  It was $89 marked down to $45 with another 10% off because it was the floor model and I was given a sheet of paper that had all that information on it.  When I went to ring it up, why'd the cashier ask me how much was supposed to be taken off?  I said 10%.  She said well, how much would that be? This wasn't a kid either, this woman had to be in her 50's.  I was just like wow...

We went to the drive in later Saturday night.  The kids watched Prince Caspian and I cheated and faced the opposite screen and watched My Babymomma (we were in the Silverado) and then we all watched Iron Man (great movie).

Yesterday *pausing for a moment to shake my head* I didn't bother waking the kids for church because we got home after 1:30 am.  I went and left shortly before communion.  Came home and took a nap.  We ran some errands etc.  Fast forward to coming in for the night (about 9).  I'm on the ground floor and my son is on the 3rd floor landing asking for my keys.  I try to toss them, they fall short.  He heckles me.  I try again, he heckles again and tells me to give up.  I'm bound and determined to get them up there, so I really gave it my all...

Why are my keys on the roof of the 3 floor building?  Just call me Schleprock.

Maintenance will get them some time today and call me.  Thank God, I had the sense to heed the urgency to have an extra house and car key made!

Like I said...I couldn't make this shit up.