i mean my thinking was to stay...no big deal...but there is always
that little voice in the back of your mind. the storm could shift,
it could come here.
they put a curfew up at 10am friday morning to 6am saturday...dang!
so we packed up and headed to lafayette, more like Breaux Bridge.
and camped out friday night. this was the sky friday about 6pm.
we were under tornado watches all night friday and all day saturday.
we kept in contact with family in houston and in iowa. friends called
to check on us and it was nice to talk to someone...
saturday i had a bad case of cabin fever so we went to walmart, just to pass time.
thank goodness all three of us love to color in coloring books...
so we decided saturday we would go home sunday noonish.
so saturday morning we got up after a good night sleep and started to pack up.
we knew we did not have electric at home, but it's time to go face the music.
we left breaux bridge around 11:30 and filled up the tanks and got on the interstate.
it was hard to head back west toward home due to the fact of all the utility vehicles
in the right lane.
i was in awe at the amount of utility trucks headed toward texas....i lost count after 100
but from: MI, MO, VA, MASS, IN, and others.
i felt peace seeing those trucks and proud to be an american, were your fellow
brothers come to your aid in a crisis....aWESOME.
then i see this:
so we got home to see the damages.
tree limbs down, swing torn to hell, and the roof messed up.
water still standing.
then the real world hit.
plugged in the ice box and freezer.
got power monday around 1ish... life is good. i love were i live...but once in a while nature throws a fit....and that is okay.