“Tornado” may not be a four-letter word, but it is a dirty word in Oklahoma. And it can be a very scary word – especially if two – count them – two enormous, ominous, terrifying tornado infused wall clouds are headed for your home.
It could make you pee your pants – even if you don’t normally need Depends.
This is what happened to me yesterday. Not the peeing pants thing! The two scary tornado clouds bearing down on my town – with my house right in the path.
Now, I’ve lived in Oklahoma for so long and dealt with so many tornado watches and warnings that – normally – I observe the weather reports and the movements of the tornadoes with a passing interest, but certainly not anything close to terror. And, normally, tornadoes seem to move south or north of where I live. So there’s no reason for great concern – at least regarding my own safety.
Yesterday – I was surrounded by whirling winds, blowing rain, black and angry clouds, tornado sirens squealing and squealing, my two confused and fidgety kitties, pillows, blankets, and minimum essential possessions (the laptop – definitely!) for hours and hours (at least it seemed like hours and hours) while sitting in the bathroom. (Not for the peeing thing!)
In tornado alley, if you don’t have a fraidy hole (everybody knows what a fraidy hole is – right?) outside or a safe room or center room in your house, then you wait out a tornado in your bathroom. Not so you don’t pee your pants – (although, on second thought, maybe that’s part of the real reason). It’s considered to be one of the safest rooms because it’s small and usually contained between other rooms.
So – there I was – while this craziness was going on around me. I was too busy getting stuff, the two kitties, and me in the bathroom, so I didn’t get pictures. Here are a couple of pictures from one of our TV stations:
The thing is – we were very blessed – one tornado cloud turned southeast before it got to us. And the other one passed over without dropping any of the tornadoes that were in it.
After it was all over – out came that stunning “after the storm” Oklahoma sun – just like it always does after an Oklahoma storm (during the day, that is). I didn’t get pics of that either because I was on the phone talking to family in other parts of the country letting them know that I was okay. But it was a beautiful sight.
I’m glad we survived, I’m glad there was minimal damage, I’m glad we didn’t lose power, and I’m glad that we were only inconvenienced for a few hours. But mostly – I’m glad that I could finally get out of that bathroom and didn’t pee my pants.