Storm

Before we left for the beauty shop Mom and I had been watching the radar, and I said I hoped we could get through and into the van before the rain got here because it looked like it was moving pretty fast. So Mom was under the dryer and I decided to go next door to Arby's and get a glass of tea. When I walked over to Arby's, I looked to the north and said- Holy Shit! It's coming fast! So I turned around and went back to the beauty shop and told Shirley and Delores (the only two beauticians there on Tuesdays) that a storm was coming. Delores went with me to the back door and went outside to see (no windows to speak of on the building) and she rushed back in and told Shirley to hurry and get Mom combed out before the storm hit. Which she would have if Mom could move faster than snail's pace. As it was, I went and moved the van as close to the back door as I could, and got the umbrella. Just about the time Mom finally made it to the door, the wind picked up and it started sprinkling, and I managed to keep her hair dry until just as she was getting into the van, the umbrella blew wrongside out, and then she was in, and just as I closed her door, the heavens opened. I folded up the walker and got the door closed, and ran around to my side and jumped in. I was laughing so hard, because I was drenched. I got some napkins out of the glovebox, and was drying my face, and realized my glasses were gone. So I jumped back out of the car, and ran back into the shop, and looked around, but I knew I had them on when I was getting Mom in the van, so I looked on the ground, and there they were. They had blown off of my face! It was still pouring down rain, so now I'm as wet as if I had stood in the shower with my clothes on, and still laughing like a loon. I jumped back in the van, got more napkins, and while Mom dried my glasses, I used a bunch of napkins to dry my hair enough so that it stopped running down my face and neck, and the wind trying to blow the van over. It was an adventure getting home, because the gutters were bank full, and there were tree limbs and leaves and shit in the street. The back and front yard are full of little branches and leaves from the oak tree, and that big plant had blown over and dirt fell out, so I said what the hell, you're already wet, and I went out and got it back up and pushed into the corner and put the dirt back. All in all, it was an eventful morning. Ashley and I were talking when we were on the way home, and she said she was watching the storm, and some shingles had blown off of the roof and went sailing by.