Tuesday night Steve and I stayed up until 1 or 2 am...

listening for something that supposedly sounds like a freight train.

But we never heard it.

Our backyard flooded.

Along with our front yard.

But by morning it was gone.

So I was going to post something witty about tornadoes.

And then I read through some news about

how serious the tornadoes became,

right after they lightly passed through our little spot o' Earth.

Today I'm skipping the wit,

and saying how grateful I am

that we're safe...

...and comfortable.

I feel very blessed!