Woke up this morning to that light green atmosphere that no matter how cool it looks, can only mean one thing…stormy weather. And not just the heavy rain kind. Nope. We’re talking the twisty wind kind.

Yup. Tornados.

Now, I’m one of those weirdos who happens to love storms. I get a thrill when the pressure drops and the hair on my arms stands to attention. I suspect that if I lived on the coast I’d be a little like Lt. Dan during a hurricane. Maybe not. But I do love storms…

It’s not the rain and the lightning you need to fear. It’s the quiet.

And right now it’s so quiet, my hair is standing on end. I have a feeling Mother Nature is about to throw one helluva temper tantrum. Good thing I don’t work in an all glass building. Oh wait…I do work in an all glass building. At least I’ll see it coming.

EDITED TO ADD: Mother Nature decided to throw her fit all around us–but not on top of us…Dammit woman! I was in the mood for a storm!!! Okay, I apologize for that. I’d hate to tempt fate and have Mother Nature whirl a twister our way just to give me my storm…