Good Grief, It's Raining On My New Roof!!

Wow, did we have an eventful night Wednesday!! First of all Enola stumbled upon my blog post with the NOT SO FLATTERING picture of her posted......  Wasn't sure if she was going to laugh or cry, or maybe even choke me.   Our guest Wayne ( my dear friend and Massage Therapist) helped me water the plants and we kept commenting on the beautiful heat lightening  and complaining about how hot it was to be 9:00 at night.  Enola decided to go on to bed and Wayne wanted to watch  Dexter in the living room while Tam and I were in the bedroom watching Covert Affairs on DVR.  All of a sudden  there was this horrible noise and I thought maybe The Crow's Nest was being invaded by the KKK (we live close to Pulaski) or something equally horrible.  I'm trying to figure out why on earth my home would be under attack when it dawns on me it's just rain!   First real rain since the new metal roof was installed on the house so, maybe it sounded a little different than the previous rain storms we've experienced in this home.  I suddenly remembered (or so I thought) I  left my windows down in my SUV and laundry on the line.  Tam, Wayne and I start to go out the kitchen door when the wind grabs the storm door and jerks Tams little butt out into the yard.  She jumps up and shouts "Stay back, I will check the windows", so hey, I keep my butt in the kitchen where it's dry!!  Windows are up so she quickly starts grabbing the few things off the rotary clothes line.  As she is getting them the wind blows the clothes line and breaks it off at the ground!!  Wayne is jumping around in the kitchen saying his windows are down and trying to hand Tam his keys!!  She looks at him and says "Man, I'm not going out there again"

We each go back to what we were doing and within a few minutes I hear  a BIG BOOM and Wayne comes running through the house, down the foyer into my bedroom door telling me the bathroom just lifted up off the ground and he thinks a tree fell on the house too... at that moment the lights go off!!  He and Tam are scattering around looking for flashlights and candles and come back into the bedroom with light.  Apparently, I shocked Wayne when I didn't jump up to check on the house, the dogs, or something. lol  I just kept on playing a game on my computer and said "I'll check it in the morning, I have insurance"!  Well by this time Wayne is really fluttering around.  Let me explain Wayne is only in his mid 20's and hasn't been through as many storms as me.  He's looking at me like I'm on drugs or somthing because, I'm just not reacting at all except being pissy over the electricity going out and my computer battery is nearly dead.  I 'd already taken my night time meds so I knew when I decided to go to sleep I would be out for the night .  I remember Wayne saying he couldn't go upstairs and sleep in a storm..... and well, I guess, I went to sleep.

Sometime during the night I am dreaming that I  have to pee, well, I really did.  Must have been pretty early in the night because normally with no electricity I would have just gone out the front door and popped a squat at the end of the porch. At least if I had been in my right mind that is what I would have done!!  In my drugged induced stupor I'm actually trying to make it to the bathroom.  I get out my bedroom door into the foyer and bump into the tall box the new weedeater had just been taken out of.  Wayne is asleep on the sofa and when I hit the box he starts making some kind of marshall arts sounds with grunts, woos, haws and who knows what else (I can't see him, but I can picture the moves and karate chops in my mind).  Finally I get headed in the correct direction in the Foyer and run into the dining room table.  I bump and bounce off of a couple of the antique chairs and nearly knock the china cabinet over.  Then I run into the laundry room door!  That hurt!!  I had forgotten the dogs had to be put in there because of the rain.   After I feel around and get it opened I am attacked by a pit bull who has me pinned between the spare refrigerator and the washing machine licking me all over.  I think she actually chewed off part of my nighty!!  I finally get Bootsy off of me and hop, skip, and jump over dog beds and such to get to the bathroom.  As soon as I sit down something small jumps into my lap and starts crying and licking my face.  Well, that was my Dachshund Frank Sinatra, or Frankie as I like to call him.  Frankie can't sleep in the crate with the other Dachshunds because Prince William beats his butt every single time!!  Not sure if it's because Frankie is neutured or because his collar is PURPLE!! lol   So, I finish my business and get Frankie off  my lap and do the bumper car thing all the way back to the bedroom.  Wayne doesn't jump at me with his karate moves this go round because I remember where the box is and avoid it!!

Next thing I know it's morning and Enola is crawling across the foot of my bed telling me she doesn't have to go to work because her office building has no electricity.  It's before 7:00 in the morning and I really can't function that early.  I get out of bed and my right foot will not bend so I'm kind of walking like Big Foot.  I can hear Tami in the kitchen pouring my coffee, but, Brutus needs to go out (he gets up whenever I get up).  I look out into the front yard and there is my laundry basket and a million tree limbs and other debris.  I forget I'm in my dog chewed nighty and walk outside to look for damage.  Brutus and I go back in and I walk into the living room and Enola takes one look at me and says "OMG, what is wrong with you and please tell me you did not go outside and walk around like that!"

Now, after the spinal surgery I went through  you would  think that kid would just be grateful that I can walk (even if it's weird) even if I look like Big Foot trying to stumble around from time to time.  She could have ended up with a crazy old lady in a wheelchair with a dozen or so cats!! lol

Seems that a limb did crash onto the roof and  hit hard enough to knock items out of the medicine cabinet.  So, maybe the bathroom did jump a little from the shock of the hit!!  The thing that really pisses me off is my pedicure is ruined from bumping into and off of every piece of furniture between my bedroom and bathroom!  Next time it's the middle of the night and no electricity I will definitely go out front and pee off the porch!! lol








Nanette