Tuesday, June 7, 2011

storm freak

you should see it. it is like a scene from Jeckel & Hyde. a storm hits and all of a sudden he turns into a horrible creature of unparallelled proportions.

so i exaggerate.

no monsters emerged from my husband's body last night when the storm hit. but he is pretty freakin' annoying.

so the storm hits last night and for some reason that i still don't fully comprehend, i woke up at 3am because i remembered the patio chair cusions and umbrella were still outside.

this also woke up my storm-crazy husband who then left for the barn to close things up. this left me with 15 minutes of dread as i imagined every possible thing lightning could do to him in a 1 minute drive.

but he got back....... and i wished he didnt.

"Kirst, come see this" (it was 3 freakin' 30)

" are those tornado clouds?" (you should know that ANY weather that produces ANY type of rain causes my husband to ask about tornado clouds. he desperately wants to see one. i reminded him that they also tear down buildings and homes. He told me that he wants to see a tornado anyway, just it can only hit a field. and he thinks i live in a fantasy land when i told him that relationships from the Bachelor might really work)

he lays back down

"did you see that" (no i was trying to ignore it because it is 4 am)

he gets out of bed again

"woah" (shut up)

"maybe we should go in the basement"
"lets go in the basement"

and because it was WAY easier to comply i went to the cold basement. and laid with him on a double bed. not fun. then the water pump came on. scared the beejeebies out of me.

"the hydro went out" (yep. got that. i AM the one who left the hall light on)

finally i gave up.
i went upstairs.
i told him that i didn't care if we got hit by a tornado - i want to be well rested when i go flying into the sky.

so at 5:00 i think I finally got some sleep



and then the monster's alarm went off at 5:30 (grrr...)

when he came around my side of the bed and accidently hit my foot that was hanging out the side of the bed, it may have been my lack-of-sleep-monster that emerged.

next time.
he can sleep on the double bed. alone. and contemplate the weather down there.
without me.
where i can't hear.


i. love. married. life.

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