I missed last week’s post, but you know me… I had a good reason.
Last Wednesday, our oldest daughter and granddaughter flew in from Utah for a visit. We don’t get to see them very often, so this was a fantastic treat. Even more of a treat was the fact that her siblings (who get to see them even less often) also decided to come up and surprise her. So the day after she got here, Baby Bird and her girlfriend arrived to surprise her older sister. The timing was perfect, as MBH had taken Elder Daughter into town to the store, while I had taken my granddaughter to a friend’s farm to get some eggs for the horde that MBH and I knew was coming. It was a chance for her to see the chickens and ducks at the farm. And while we were all gone was exactly when Baby Bird arrived. When MBH and Elder Daughter got home, it was a very pleasant surprise.
She was tickled, to say the least. She even mentioned how nice it would be to see her brother and his family. But she “knew” that wasn’t going to possible, since he was in training with his new job. What she didn’t know was that his training ended Friday afternoon, and he and his wife were already packed. Even more of a surprise was the fact that my mother had been wanting to come up for a visit. When she found out about the surprise, she hitched a ride up with my son and his family. So Saturday morning, Elder daughter woke up to find a house full of her siblings, their families, and her grandmother all waiting to greet her.
So we had a great weekend. There were all kinds of family stories as everyone caught up. We went to the lake and walked Bella (who was tickled to have the whole pack to play with). The only tricky part was that our shower in the master still isn’t finished and we only have three bedrooms. Ten people in three bedrooms and only one shower was a logistical nightmare, so my son, his wife & daughter, and my mother stayed in a hotel in town. The girls stayed with us.
You would think that was an advantage for the girls, but the reality ended up being a little less peaceful than you would think. A storm came through on Saturday night, and we went to sleep to the sounds of thunder and whistling winds. At about 1:30 AM a deafening clap of thunder woke MBH and I. In typical fashion, I rolled over and went back to sleep. MBH got up to look outside. A few minutes later, she woke me again, letting me know that the tornado sirens in town were going off.
About then, the weather alarms on our phones and the NOAA radio all went off, and the kids got to experience their first Oklahoma tornado party. MBH and I knocked on doors to wake everyone and had them get dressed in case we had to leave. I gathered our “storm bag”, my laptop, and got Bella harnessed. Shortly after everyone was ready to bug out, our good friends (the same ones who own the farm behind us) who are trained Civil Air Patrol weather watchers, called to let me know a couple of twisters were in the area and they were getting staged to get in their shelter. We got everyone in the car and drove the half mile to our friends’, where we all waited on their back porch to see if things got bad enough to actually get inside the shelter. Luckily, after about half an hour, the danger passed and we all went back home where most of them went back to bed, while MBH and I stayed up to watch the news until 4 AM.
It turns out that four tornadoes hit the Tulsa area, but only one did any damage near us. Ironically, even though they were actually in town where the sirens were going off, we found out the next morning that my mom, son, and his family had completely slept through all the excitement. LOL
Despite the weather, we all had a wonderful weekend. Unfortunately, as these things do, it all ended too soon. Everyone had to go back to their respective lives. So later Sunday morning Baby Bird headed back to San Antonio, while my son and his family headed back to the Houston area. Elder Daughter and Granddaughter were flying back to Utah, and she had arranged to stay an extra day, so they and my mom (who is staying with us for a few weeks) got one more morning together. At 2:30 PM, we had to take them to the airport for a flight leaving around 3:30. We dropped them off, said tearful goodbyes, and told them to call when they got home. Not fifteen minutes later, she called to let us know that her flight had been delayed until 5, which was going to make her miss her connecting flight. Suddenly the trip that was supposed to get them home before 8 o’clock wasn’t going to get them back home until around midnight.
After a bit of back and forth, she managed to get them to reroute her through Denver on a flight that should get her home about 9 PM. A few hours later, she called from Denver to let us know that her flight from there had also been delayed. She didn’t end up getting home until 12:40 AM. I have to say, flying just isn’t as reliable as it used to be. But all’s well that ends well, right?
This week’s pic is the poster for “The Knockout”, the short film Yours Truly had a hand in. If you click on the poster and look at the credits at the bottom, you’ll see me listed as a writer, boom operator, and an extra. Despite not being edited, they still showed the movie at the competition, though it was still disqualified from winning anything. The people from the team who went to OKC to see it said they still received plenty of compliments. Unfortunately, since it was a musical, not having sound was a little problematic.
Oh, did I not mention it was a musical? LOL. Yep. The genre we drew was musical. I ended up writing lyrics to some short (very short) songs in a seven minute musical. I would have NEVER thought I would be involved in something like that. But it ended up being a lot of fun.
And that’s it for now. It’s been an eventful week, and I haven’t gotten a lot of writing done. So it’s time to get back into the swing of things. Crazy Larry and Amber Payne are waiting for me.
So take care, stay safe, and I’ll talk to you all next time.