This morning, or last night—depending on how you choose to see it, I woke up around 4 to increadibly loud wind and tons of lighting. I instinctively grabbed a sleeping Patrick and in my half sleep told him that it was storming really badly. Startled, Patrick jumped out of bed. I got out of bed to and we went and looked out the window at the storm just as the tornado siren sounded. When this happend a few weeks ago I had time to gather some things and get Brenden and the cat, but this time we just grabbed Brenden and headed for the bathroom. Our power was out but we have a weather radio and flashlights in the bathroom. The radio was saying there were confirmed reports of 84 mph wind and reliable reports of 87 mph.

Eventually the wind passed and we emerged and Brenden started to play. The power was still off. When the storm died down I put Brenden back to bed and went outside in the rain to see the damage. The majority of the back line of our fence and our trash cans were all over the alley. We picked them up the best we could and then headed back in, the power still off for some bad sleep.

The power did eventually come back on. We were very greatful to have nothing more serious than a broken fence. Now lets hope the people coming to look at our house tomorrow night can deal with it being down because we can’t possible get out there and fix it until Saturday!